I remember one of my grandfather’s favorite things to say when he knew you were really, really looking forward to something that was coming in the future:
“Don’t wish time away, boy.”
With apologies to my grandpa, I’m okay with fast-forwarding time to get to summer, at least this year, anyway. If you’ve been outside here in Northern Illinois this week, bundled up like it’s early March instead of almost May, you’re not alone in wondering what kind of summer is this setting us up for? …