From time to time I reach back into my memory bank and write about my past. This one was a memory that I have been wanting to share for years, and I finally put my memory to type.Everyone has memories they cherish from times when they were growing up. I have many memories, but none of them are as memorable as the ones I have of the Summer of “73”. That Summer holds some of the most cherished memories of my teen years. Yet it also includes memories of doing things that would lead to more bad behavior in my...