It’s like a dream. You’re playing with your friends, running around someone’s backyard on a perfect summer day. The sun gives life. The grass is soft. Suddenly, you hear a sound. The synthesized chimes of “The Entertainer,” perhaps, or “Pop Goes The Weasel” come wafting through the warm, thick air. Sheer joy strikes. A Pavlovian… Continue reading A nostalgic look at the sweet sound of summer—and the Kansas City invention that made it even cooler