It’s hard to believe the summer is ending. Sometimes it felt like it was taking forever, and at other times it was just flying by. School is on the horizon, and most likely it will look different for everyone reading this.

I’m always sad to see the summer go. When there are only a few weeks left, I already start to miss it and begin planning for when the next one comes. My heart belongs to the beach, for sure. If I could, it’s where I would spend each and every day, while reading every book I could get my hands on. Even the best book is better when you read it on the beach.

The courtroom drama might not have the commercial sizzle or blockbuster potential of the action thriller or the superhero adventure.

A while back, I found a pair of light, North Carolina blue silk basketball shorts in my Sea Isle crib. This was during a time period when my daughter Ava would routinely ask me and my wife Debbie if she could have four of her friends stay over and she would ultimately end up inviting 14.