I have always thought of Memorial Day and Labor Day as the bread in my summer sandwich. Squished in between is all of the fun and joy that is summer. Oh how I how I love the worry free, flip-flop filled summer months of sun and sand- and no work for us teachers! With memorial day approaching, it struck me how different my feelings are on the two BBQ filled days.
Most of us usually attend a picnic/cookout at some point on Memorial Day weekend. Dressed in our summer duds regardless of weather, we are in high spirits and filled with excitement. I know I persoanlly feel a certain sense of optimism as the summer approaches. As we sip our cold beers we discuss the countless days we will spend at the pool. There is talk of workout regimenes, camping trips, rafting excursions, and maybe even a wine tour. As the night goes on, and the inebriation builds, all in attendance leave certain it will be their best summer ever. It is memorial day, how could we think any different?
The summer passes quickly. And though we promised ourselves we would get to the pool everyday we get there a few times a



















