An excerpt from the short story "The Lemon Festival" "The whole trip turns out to be fun, though, a flashback to" Leave it to Beaver "land. Whether history happened like a 50s sitcom hardly matters as I stand listening to the country twang of a good band--the beer garden to my left and a two-story giant Icee booth to my right. The Lemon Festival is, in fact, well-organized. Families with strollers are everywhere. Couples have come after church: women in their floral dresses, men in their dark polyester slacks and dress shoes. The couples browse the booths and sip lemonade. Mothers in sun...