Anonymous wrote:My parents did it for years. Cape Cod for the summer. I knew dozens of other people who did the same thing, with dads commuting and spending the weekends on the cape. Whole new set of friends for everyone. I liked it.
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Same. We drove up the day after school ended and didn't come back until the day before school started. I remember mad rushes to Staples after a long drive back to get supplies for school the next day. Parents still go up June-late September. Travel sports didn't exist when I was growing up in the 80/90s except perhaps for the very gifted. But it never occurred to me to want to stay in town during the summers. I did go away to camps for short spells but rest of the summer was always on at the house and had my first summer jobs in the local communities.
Summering is a lifestyle and you have to embrace it fully to make the most of it. Our house was a little rustic but that was part of the charm too. We weren't trying to recreate the town life. We were swimming, sailing, relaxing, digging for clams, picking berries, bonfire on the beaches, and us kids getting up to no end of harmless trouble with other summer kids.