I enjoy going to Summers and I enjoy the people I meet there.
I would fear for my life if I had to walk down the street past Summers when the weather was nice.
There is always a lot of hooting and hollering and shouting and frivolity and jumping and singing and clapping. But now that I think about it, as much as I would hate to be on the outside looking in, I enjoy being on the inside. That's why people go to Summers as a matter of fact, it is not the service, it is not the food, it is the camaraderie and friendship.