Home. There’s nothing like it, especially when one is returning to it after a long vacation. It’s not just a general coming back home that makes the difference. It’s a return to familiar surroundings, to the sounds and smells that have become a regular part of one’s life. It’s the comfort of knowing where things are and of being able to go directly and automatically to that place without having to search for them. It’s the ease with which one does everyday things, like shavin

But my summers were anything but lazy. From the time my brother and I were old enough to get into trouble at home, my father made us go to work with him during the summer. You can read about it in an article published in the July/August 2016 issue of Good Old Days. Check it out! #Summertime #vacations #workethic