The summer of 1953 was a fun time. I played with kids in the neighborhood, went to the movies, baseball games
and swam at the base pool. Much time was spent with the two Pickles, although it was the older Pickle, Pickle 1, with whom I usually played. We remained good friends and had fun together.
Now that Jim had moved away I could safely go into the forest again and did so often. I also went to a small Japanese store just outside of our housing area. A Japanese lady sold toys to the American children. There were small dolls, cars, trucks and lots of other toys. There was also the Japanese candy covered in rice paper that became a favorite with all of the American children. The candy was placed in the mouth, rice paper still wrapped around the candy, and the rice paper would melt in your mouth.
Before long, the summer was coming to an end and it was time to return to school. I was in the sixth grade and looking forward to the final year of grammar school.