The Snook’s friend Steve came over for dinner last night. I was surprised to see him, since he works nights at a job calling the States in the morning. I asked him if he was playing hooky. “Nope!” he happily exclaimed. “Memorial Day, baby!” Crap. I’d completely forgotten about it. No, we don’t have it here (obviously). And even if we did, it would mark the start of winter, not summer. Now all I can think about are summers on the lake with my family. Man, is this a depressing start to the day or what?