I forget how summer feels until I return to Denison.

The heat that slaps you in the face as soon as you walk out of the airport, the humidity that drags your hair back to its natural roots, the cicadas that chirp in the shade, hidden away from the rays of the sweat calling afternoon sun, the still quiet of summer evenings that speak of backyard barbecues and laughter.

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Yesteryear memories come flooding back each time I set foot on Denison soil, and though I no longer reside there, my heart will always think of it as home.

La Chaim!


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