Our island summer is in full swing, despite threatening skies and rainy days – and an island summer will not be stopped by weather or other happenstance. Island is attitude, and frame of mind. It is imagination and fantasy and can exist solely within the brain. That means it is not bound by the typical constraints of physicality or topography or meteorology.
Today Skip and I are scheduled to return to basics for our annual BroSox Adventure, heading to Boston for a Red Sox game at the start of the season, just like we did exactly ten years ago. This song is a song of promise and possibility – the very beginning of a summer of adventure and fun. Jury’s out on the sun, but I remain foolishly hopeful. Summer welcomes fools, and I welcome the opportunity to be the fool.
