Here's my May 24th weekend story. What's yours?

For the past 15 years or so, we've been spending May 24th weekend at my parents' getaway in Portland, Bonavista Bay. The kids love it. We beachcomb, ride bikes, and dare each other to jump in the cold brook! My favourite part is late afternoon - cocktail hour. I sit with my father in the screened porch and listen to "It's Five O'Clock Somewhere" by Jimmy Buffet. This is the first year my son Drew won't be joining us. He'll be on a school trip in Florida! Could our weekends together in Portland be winding down?