It seems that time slows even for us as adults while we remember the summer days of our childhood, which seemed to last forever.
The long hot days spent on Grandmother's farm. Playing in the hay loft, swinging on the bale lifter. Slipping out to the orchard to pick sunshine ripe apples.
Listening to 60s rock and roll on the transistor radio: The Beatles ("Here Comes the Sun"), the Beach Boys ("Surfin' Safari"), Otis Redding ("Dock of the Bay").
(Motor City Radio Flashbacks)
The olden times have slipped through our lives like sand in an hourglass.
But happy memories last forever.
Let's go surfin' now!
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