About the most exciting thing that happens to the early evening country folk at Homer Lake is watching the lightening bugs rub their tails together. Little Johnny hears it first. Grandpa's high frequency hearing was lost a long time ago.
Dust appears on the horizon as the sound becomes louder.
The drivers head is moving up and down like he is bobbing for apples. The car passes Johnny and grandpa and comes to a halt near the waters edge just a few feet from the new concrete boat ramp. The door opens and the man gets out. The noise is deafening as it echoes across the lake. The station wagon is a sight to see.