Lazy Summer Nights

Many times this summer, my mind wandered to those lazy summer nights at my house in Bossier City.

I remember fondly the times when I was "all growed up" as they say, and can appreciate the wonderful times I spent with my mother and father on those summer nights. Mother would make the most wonderful meals. Simple, but I don't think I'd trade one of them for Ruth's Chris. A good example of what she would make would be: round steak, boiled potatoes, green beans, salad with cucumber, sliced tomatoes and cantaloupe. The cucumber, tomatoes and cucumber were from my father's garden. I'd bet my last dollar that there wasn't any tastier vegetables and fruit anywhere. After supper, I'd wash the dishes, then join my father on the back patio in lawn chairs. We'd drink diet coke or iced tea and listen to the Astros. Lokai the cat had back yard privileges when someone was out to watch her, so she busied herself stalking bugs or just flopping on the cement patio. As the game went on, night fell and the cicadas started their buzz. Finally, it would get too dark, or the mosquitos would get too active, and father, son and cat would go inside. Most of the time the game wouldn't be over, so we'd listen in the den, or watch ESPN baseball. I treasure those memories. Now that my father has been gone for many years, I am so glad of the time I spent with him, on the patio with the cat on those lazy summer nights.