The first day of summer is always bittersweet for me. I wake up, with no help from my alarm, thankful for the hours of sleep, rays of sunshine, and unfamiliar moments of calmness that lie in the months ahead. Yet, there's always a sense of sadness --- a disappointment that I will never be together with this particular group of kids, as one collective unit, in the same place at the same time ever again. - Melissa Quimby