Nat King Cole has been gone nearly 50 years but I still think his song "Those Lazy, Hazy, Crazy Days of Summer" still best describes my feelings when it comes to warm weather. Especially the line "You'll wish that summer could always be here!" I do. And, as of today, it is officially here, though my utility bill might argue that summer has been here for at least a month already.
Last week I attended the second of Jefferson City's "Thursday Night Live" celebrations. Three great bands performed a variety of songs from Blue Grass to Country - something for everyone. It was during the performance of The Martin Family's Bluegrass Band that I witnessed the amazing restorative power of music. A man whose age might most diplomatically be described as "up there" sat quietly in front of me. His face showed neither emotion nor expression. Then, suddenly overcome by the power of the music, he grabbed a woman and proceeded to do what I would describe as "shaking a tail feather." And then, when he was done, he grabbed yet another woman and shook yet another tail feather. If the effect the music had on that man could be bottled and sold by Jefferson City my guess is paying for a civic center would not be a problem. 
This Thursday night the theme is rock and roll. It might be worth a visit just to to see if this guy can "bust another move" without busting anything internally.
At each point of the age spectrum, area residents found something to interest them. Kids twirled hoola hoops, young people admired each other from afar, families bonded while enjoying the free entertainment and baby boomers admired the classic cars displayed along High Street.
Jerry Seinfeld once said "There is no such thing as 'fun for the whole family'." Thursday Night Live might be exhibit one against that theory.
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