Note from Editor: Summer is officially here, and, because I have a fear of winter like most kids have a fear of heights, I am pretty much an expert on Summer. I love Summer so much that I have contemplated naming my unborn daughter after it. And, if there's one thing I know about Summer, it's that it's the time to drag out the weekends. Which is exactly what we are going to do... Below, Kerry Cassidy let's us in on all things Nantucket.

Monday was memorial day, one of those holidays I’m not exactly sure what we are celebrating (I just learned cinqo de mayo does not mean tequila day), but I’m all for supporting/remembering our troups (hay hay USA). Memorial day also = everyone has off of work and has fabulous BBQs. Not only did I get to indulge in some sloppy BBQ’d food without spilling it on my white pants (that’s right ladies, Mem day is also the official day to break out those babies), but I was lucky enough to enjoy laughs with friends and family on Nantucket. Nantucket Island, besides its usual fabulosity, was celebrating the annual Figawi race, recognized as the top sailing race in the nation.

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