Summer Days

Police and fire depts. are located behind the library (pictured).

It's not as lively as the summer days and summer nights of our youth, but the Foster City Summer Days festival had plenty of energy. The crowds were reminiscent of pre-COVID days.

After a two-year hiatus, suburban families were ready to mingle outdoors on a sunny afternoon.

(Foster City provides reassurance by patrolling the parking lots, rides, exhibits, food and drink areas.)

The new priest seemed popular with kids.

We signed up the local Episcopal church for one of the "community booths" reserved for non-profits and local government agencies. Staffing the church booth is light duty. Normally one has to field a question every 15 minutes or so from curious passers-by.

The lady in charge of Sunday school had an idea: let's invite kids to spin a wheel and win a cookie, toy, potato chips, or some other prize. Spins were free; the smiles from that revelation alone warmed jaded hearts. We also attracted a lot more traffic.

The new priest showed up to introduce himself. The parents and children who stopped by seemed to like him. Whether starting anew or starting over, hope was in the air.