This time of year I always remember the stifling heat of summer in north Texas during the 50’s & 60’s. No one had air conditioning and it was torture to attempt to go to sleep in a hot bed and wake up in warm, sweaty sheets. I read recently the human body dispenses north of 25 gallons of sweat annually into our beds. (The point being, change the sheets weekly.) In Sherman, Texas, that number had to be considerably higher in the summer months. One source of relief from the summer inferno was the Sherman municipal swimming pool. It seemed anytime I was at the pool, my late childhood hero Judd Bell was present. Judd was about 3-4 years older than me and always seemed to be in the midst of an adventure. I witnessed someone finding a bottle rocket and Judd placed it down the back of his swim suit, bent over and lit the fuse. The rocket shot off his butt and into hot blue sky over Sherman. I thought it was the coolest demonstration of ingenuity I had ev