with days of swimming and fishing on the bay, river or Gulf, and nights spent star gazing and laughing with friends.
With the full moon bright, dirt roads go on forever and you have time to discuss the first presidential election you’re old enough to understand — even when adults don’t have a clue.
Thick humidity woven around part time jobs, household chores, football practice and church youth group parties — and water. Lots of water.
The itching freedom of a driver’s license and talk of someday moving to a big city where there’s “something to do.”
But for now, sharing milkshakes from Sonic and sandwiches from Chic-fil-A on the same day qualify as excitement.
The days are long and there’s no concept of just how close responsibilities are, but someday, when they walk out of their air-conditioned offices and the summer heat hits them, they’ll be reminded of their friends and what it was like to be 16 in the summer in the South.
photos courtesy of my 16 year old son, Joseph.
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