It was a blazing hot Sunday afternoon in August. Dad asked Sam if he wanted to go to the pool, but he said he wanted to go to the basketball court at Fincastle Field to do some dunking on the low hoop. Pete joined them to get in on the action.
Pete put down a few dunks and then they started a regular half-court pick-up game of Dad and Sam vs. Pete. The only two rules were "goaltending is allowed" and "no blood, no foul". Early on in the game, Dad got to experience something he never thought he would. First you need to watch Lebron James in this video. Now imagine Pete coming up to the hoop and jamming with two hands, while Dad went up for the block. The only difference in this case was that Dad's arm got jammed pretty hard against the rim. But it wasn't broken, so they continued with the game.
After the game, Pete demonstrated an arms-free fence-jumping technique he had developed during his earlier employment at camp:
That evening, they did all go to the pool to celebrate the last night before school. Dad actually wrote a poem related to this topic. It was a great joy to squeeze out the last little bit of summer on this day.
Below is a picture Sam took of Dad and Pete tossing the football around at 8:29, packing their final minute with good times. (The blue at the bottom of the picture is Sam's juggling beanbag that he tried not to get wet)
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