Impossible to ignore

I remember the commute into Longwood every morning, the exhilaration of being paid to think, to analyze, to experiment. It was my first summer doing research, and I felt my career taking shape.

On the radio, I was listening to Francis Dunnery sing about "American Life in the Summertime." And that Cranberries song. Cheesy pop, but that somehow made it more poignant. Mountains were climbed, movies were watched, and friends converged at the all-nite Burger King. Through it all, a Greek pined for a Turk. It was a strange time, but it set the tone for many summers to come.

My favorite sportswriter just took a break from the humor and coverage of the Olde Town Team to look back at other memorable moments of June, 1994.