What I Miss About Summer From My Childhood

What I Miss About Summer From My Childhood

[ReviewAZON name=”drivin” id=”97″ display=”inlinepost” asin=”158182002X” trackingid=”mywebsource1-20″ country=”us” width=”200px” float=”left” imagetop=”10px”]Today in Ohio, it is ninety degrees and warm. It got me to thinking about what I’ve really missed about Summer from my childhood. I love the lazy days of summer, but I really miss some of these nostalgic items that take me back to my youth in the warm months of the 1970s.  You might share some of these memories yourself. It was a good and innocent time for me.  Please leave me a comment here and let me know what you enjoyed about summer when you were a kid.

Summer From My Childhood: Drive In Theater


My mom and dad were big on going to the drive in with my sister and me. For a few dollars more, you could watch two movies and the kids could fall asleep filled with popcorn. If you got to the movie early enough, my father would let us ride on the swings and seesaws that were in front of the screen. One of my earliest memories of the drive-in was watching Herbie Rides Again (1974). I can’t tell you what the second film was…I slept through it!

The Original Green Machine


I was given this monstrosity for Easter one spring. My father stayed up putting the thing together all night and then I refused to ride it – until a couple of months later when summer hit.  I don’t know why. When summer hit, I rode that thing everywhere. All my friends were sporting their Big Wheels, but I had this awesome Green Machine…that was until someone stole it that Fall. It was a sad, sad day, indeed…

Catching Lightning Bugs


I don’t know how it is around the rest of the world, but in Northeast Ohio, lightning bugs (also called fireflies) are seen everywhere from about June through August. Catching them was a game we used to play at my grandparents. We’d chase these bugs around all evening and put them in a mason jar that had some holes punched in the top. We filled the jar with grass so they could eat and we’d make our own “natural lanterns filled with these phosphorescent bugs. After it was time to go in, we made sure to carefully dump them all out onto the grass so they could fly away.
The Safe Game of Jarts


I miss playing with Jarts. For those of you who don’t remember this “toy”, a jart was a plastic lawn javelin that you tossed up into the air as gravity took effect and stuck it into the lawn (or someone’s head). It had a metal point on it, too, so the chance of injury was guaranteed if you got hit with one. Nevertheless, it was the 1970s and parents smoked cigarettes in front of us, no one wore a bike helmet, and I can’t remember a soul who was killed with a lawn jart.

Lamb Roasts


This was a Father’s Day tradition in my family.  Each year, everyone would meet down at my great-grandparent’s house for a lamb roast. Between thirty and forty people would start gathering around ten o’ clock in the morning and there would be an entire garage filled with food. An entire lamb would have been roasting on a spit since the early morning and we’d all have a picnic lunch together. Corn on the cob, watermelon, potato salad and dozens of deserts would also be part of the meal.  Afterwards, inevitably there would be badminton, frisbee, baseball and volleyball games. This was one of my favorite get-togethers of the year.