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Last September I wrote an article titled “The Dog Days of Summer” about our summers growing up in the 1960’s in north Mississippi. We made up games, ran the neighborhood, dug holes to China, rode bikes, and went to the “Y” and played baseball. We were free — until Labor Day. We never started back to school until the Tuesday after Labor Day. My grandkids now start back the first week in August. Our summers seemed endless — theirs seem too short.