Summer vacation and Spock taught me more about life than school ever did.
I’m sure Spock would say that it is logical to reflect on the warmth of summer when trying to cope with the cold of winter. Spock did not come off as strange for me, his logical mind made sense to my way of thinking. He was also culturally popular during the time that summers were the most important time of the year for me. More so than even Christmas vacation. Summer meant freedom and the warmth of the sun on my face. It meant riding my bike and big glasses of iced cold Kool-Aid and bologna sandwiches and running through lawn sprinklers. It meant that I’d have more time to spend at Grandma’s house and no more gruesome homework or bullying teacher and classmates. Most summers were the same for me; a trip to the beach for a week during Dad’s vacation time. Some years a trip to Disneyland depending on financial circumstances and whether my Grandparents got super cheap tickets for State Workers Day. Campsites at Doheny. The surf at Doheny. ...