Across the open space, I heard music blasting that I barely understood. It was a high school party cranked way too high. It drowned out the music I was playing on my own deck.
The party was going on in The Trails at Jeremy Ranch.
For a moment, I was miffed. Then I remembered back to MY TIME years ago. I caught myself. These are the best years of your life. It’s perfect.
So, here’s to you, Park City High School Students. May your year go great. Be safe. Push yourself. Treat others with respect. Know you’re loved.
But also know that your choice of music sucks.
Here’s one from back in my day that I think still resonates. I hope you have a good year.