Relative Something

It’s finally June again. This is one of the best months of the year, you know. Rumor has it, the reason Jim Klobuchar picked the middle of June (+/-) for his bike-camping adventure week, is because it has a history of being the best weather for this kind of event. We’ve had our fair share of run-ins with nasty weather over the years, but more often, we have enjoyed incredibly great days. I’d say, enough to support his choice, …and the rumor.

The other reason(s) June is great, is… birthdays! You probably were thinking it was because school ends and summer vacation begins. Well, that is a very good thing, but it isn’t nearly as great as having 3 family birthdays to celebrate, as does my family. Cyndie’s comes up first, so I can always boast that I am younger than her. Why would I do that? I have no idea. It’s never won me any favor. I think it’s the little devil on my shoulder, cajoling me into the folly. I am powerless to the urge. It’s a terrible shortcoming.

Before the month is out, I will experience my birthday; a day I am quite fond of. When I was a kid, it was a mixed blessing. It happened after school was out, which was a bummer because it was special to have your birthday recognized by your teacher and classmates. But it occurred just about exactly 6 months away from Christmas, that other big event in the life of kids focused on receiving gifts. It balanced a year nicely for me.

June. It is one syllable and starts with the letter “J.” Just like “John.” It’s as if we were made for each other. Except for one thing… My favorite season of the year is winter. Still, June has enough going for it that I like to think of it as one of the best months.

Let’s give it a rousing welcome today.

Huzzah! June!