Summer Vacation
A Memory of JOE M METIVIER
by aMANDA bATES
Every summer when i would get out of school, my dad would drive down from Vt to get me. I always looked forward to the summer. It was the one time of year i got to see him. Usually toward the end of the summer we would plan a trip to Lake George. I loved it there. We would go to the Great Escape and play putt putt, He wouldnt ride anything but the Raging River. We would ride it a few times. Now that summer is here, it brings up all that stuff. Grilling out with the family on the 4th, swimming, picking berries, just i guess everything we used to do. I miss my sisters too. We had gotten so close there when my Dad got sick. I miss everything that summer brought. My Dad brought. Family.