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What We Did Last Summer There’s something about the onset of summer that summons my inner school kid—that twinge of anticipation, as if the last bell of the semester has rung and the carefree season has begun. Ahead lie those joys of summer, defined by chilly dips in swimming holes, sweet slurps of snow cones, the flap of flip-flops on hot pavement, and the call of the open road. On a nostalgic roll, I can’t help but think of summer trips in my family’s big green station wagon decades ago: warm breezes through our screened shelter at Garner State Park, hotdogs roasted over a campfire at Mustang Island, and the requisite stops at Stuckey’s for gas, souvenirs, and sweets (pecan log roll, anyone?) most everywhere we traveled. While my simple memories wouldn’t…