Those Damn Dog Days

By Mike Jastrzebski

When I lived in Michigan, and later Maine and Minnesota, I couldn't wait for summer. Winters were harsh–the first winter I lived in Minnesota we had 5 days in a row where the temperature dropped into the minus 30 degree range. When Mary and I started talking about heading south on the boat I couldn't wait to escape the cold.

This is where I lived in Maine.

Don't get me wrong, I don't miss the cold, but when I heard Christine was going to spend the summer in the Bahamas...