It’s how we’ve welcomed summer for at least a decade: Every year on the last day of school we make fudge and watch “The Music Man.” We started the tradition when the girls were in elementary school and there were shaving cream fights at the bus stop. We’ve toned down the clamor some, but “The Music Man” remains.

It’s a perfect summer film: 4th of July pageants, picnics in the park, barbershop quartets, one of my favorite movie lines: “I always think there’s a band, kid.” And of course, there’s the music.