Well, not so confused, but I remember Bobby Russel's song from 1971, and getting up and out for a baseball game is very hard when you've gotten to sleep at 1:30 in the morning and awake at 7. Now, I'm not complaining, because this kind of thing happens all the time when I am traveling to see my fiancee.

Today will be a great day as my son and I travel to Westerly, Rhode Island for the annual Pops concert, featuring a full orchestra, chorus, live cannon fire and fireworks (can you guess what the closing number is?) Some members of my high school graduating class will meet before the concert to barbecue, and we'll all head to the park before 6:30. One tradition in the town is that you can stake your claim to a spot in the part the night before by laying down a blanket, and this morning, the park will seem to be a sea of blankets.

Andy has one more day of school and it's summertime, summertime, sum-sum-summertime, summertiiiiiime!

Have a wonderful weekend, everybody!
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