I heard of no fatalities on the Island this weekend. No one lost a hand to fireworks and none of the motorized scooters that zipped into traffic got hit. And that’s a relief. From the nonstop sirens, flashing lights and racing emergency vehicles, I was convinced everyone would be dead by Tuesday morning.

At the start of most seasons, I like to lead on Liquid Lines with the music of summertime, usually through a surfing perspective.