Verse about life and growing up in New Jersey in the 1950s,1960s, and 1970s, and growing older in the 1980s, 1990s and the oughts. From the center of the Baby Boom, this working class verse begins under a wooden class room desk as an air raid siren sounds, and captures the summer spell and its simplicity in drinking water from a garden hose. It's a mystical carpet ride through the past few decades and the journey ends with the author pushing sixty questioning the loves and lives past as well as what might be over the next hill.