It was the sort of day

That would bring to mind

The lyrics from an old Don Henley song

Wind blowing off the Channel

Providing the only air conditioning we’ll feel all summer

Sun going down, orange in the hazy distance

Shingled beach empties out

The signature drum, guitar and synth hooks kick in

On the stereo in my mind

And I’m brought back to summers more than

half a lifetime

And half a world

Away

For us, it was deadhead stickers on Camaros and old Volvos

Both sad and grateful

That it was more than half a lifetime and

Half a world

Away