From the Editor: When Summer Meant Everything

When I was young, June meant family vacations. These were the times when my parents loaded us into the car and took us on adventures we would never forget. June still carries that sense of anticipation for me.My parents made sure we saw things that stayed with us, like trips to the redwood and sequoia forests. Trees so massive you could drive through them or hole up in them during a winter storm. At Balch Park in Tulare County, California, we camped among those giants, hiked with my dad, and cli