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Summer memory

April 9, 2017
A summer memory. I was a dedicated tennis player in high school. I spent the summer caddying at a public golf course and using the money to buy tennis balls. And I would go out to the tennis courts and set up tennis cans in all four corners on the service box and aim at them,We lived in a suburban Freehold development called “Stonehurst” and the neighborhood had a small swim club, a Y-shaped pool, a wading pool for kids, a barbecue area for adults, and a basketball court and two tennis courts. Nearly everyone belonged to it. Anyway, the courts were rimmed with small yellow pebbled areas. And the check-in area for the main club’s building has two speakers playing rock music on WNEW-FM. And I remember hearing James Taylor or The Who and hitting serve after server in the evening and listening to the tennis balls bounce and then hit the pebbles with a crumbling and rattling sound and settle. And I’d be out there all by myself and couldn’t imagine life getting better than this.
 
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