Dear readers, I present to you my new series called “Summer Stories”. It so happened that in the summer of 2014, during an illness, I was forced to sit at home for two weeks. And my “sitting” suddenly resulted in creativity. And not everything described here was entirely made up - all of this, in part, once happened to me. Or it could be. “A writer is distinguished by a strange property - to clearly remember what has never happened to him,” this phrase somehow stuck in my memory. Returning to summer stories, you yourself can recall more than one, even a dozen stories that happened to you. You never know, how many such moments have we had - have we?.. But these fragmentary, kaleidoscopic, sometimes vague memories as a whole constitute the impressions of our childhood, youth, and youth in general. This is just a kaleidoscope of vivid memories of our life, our youth, our personal history.