A few memories from my summers in Wabasso: Lemonade by the pool, sneaking licorice jelly beans, Ginger’s wet-dog smell, sliding into the pool without lubricant, the bottomless soda pop refrigerator, goose bumps from the air conditioning, fishing with bread from the dock, cornering nanny’s trike, endless ping pong, dipping french toast fondue into maple butter, nickles in the tray of an old slot machine, a giant blue marlin trophy and a lot of laughter.