For many in North Texas, today is an exciting day – and for very different reasons. It’s the first day of school and many children are lamenting while their parents are excited (for various reasons).
Do you remember those days?
Although my memory has become very selective over the years, there are still some thoughts which remain about the first days of school. It always seemed that the first week of school arrived with the Santa Ana’s. No, not General Santa Ana – I’m not that old! I grew up in Southern California, and frequently the desert winds (called the Santa Ana’s) showed up in early September, which meant we were in for temperatures in the high 90’s and low 100’s. I still clearly remember those sticky hot days in an non-air conditioned classroom and fighting to stay awake during geometry or English literature in the afternoon.
A half a century later, I have come to the realization that those days really weren’t all that bad. Every day there was something to learn — about yourself or the world. Although the Cold War was at its height, I was more interested in who the Dodgers were going to play that night, or what I was going to do on Friday night. More importantly those were the days I could eat two cheeseburgers, a large order of fries, and a milk shake for about $2.50 – and not worry about gaining a pound. Ah, those were the good old days.