Summer nights

I remember playing chess with the boy across the street as the day's light filtered in through the window screen rapidly fading.

Will they remember playing Lego games with the Red Sox broadcast as their background music?

The hushed voices punctuated by sparks of animation: the same.  The heads hovering together over a board in concentration: the same.  The camaraderie of children connected before bouncing off into separate adulthoods: the same.