1. Sunscreen
2. Kurt Vonnegut’s “sunscreen” commencement address, which we heard put to music in a surf shop the other day.
3. The stinging, sprinkles of fine sand blowing at the beach and how it feels stuck to the sunscreen – Hawaiian Tropic – slathered all over me.
4. The scent of Hawaiian Tropic and how it takes me back to Chimney Hill in the 70’s and the oiled up singles at the pool with their backgammon and Fleetwood Mac.
5. Someone (Nancy) to apply it to my back.

Many thanks,

Me