We are TALKING now of SUMMER evenings in Knoxville, TENNESSEE, in the TIME that I lived there so successfully disguised to myself as a CHILD.

The NEXT SUMMER, 1794, CORN grew dear, and distress BEGAN in our land.

The Recovery ACT is WORKING, but it's going to CONTINUE to work. It's not over. A LOT's going to happen this summer. And even after the summer, there's more to come with the act.

We were at a beach one summer, and I had a bathing suit on. My wife LOOKED at me and SAID: 'Boy, you are skinny, aren't you?' I said: 'Honey, I'd LIKE to remind you that it was MINOR defects like this that KEPT me from getting a better wife.'

Reading is a JOY for my KIDS, and to swing in a hammock on a LAZY SUMMER DAY reading a good book just goes with summer.

Not only does the SUMMER BRING warm weather and TONS of summer activities, but it ALSO yields a fresh crop of increasingly useful avocados!

I am just through with a SUMMER, and a summer is to me ALWAYS a TRYING ordeal.

The sweltering SUMMER of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating AUTUMN of FREEDOM and equality.

Without continuity, MEN WOULD become like FLIES in summer.