Author: Tom Mann
Date: 09-04-02 09:38
Only some of you will remember me, but to those who do, like the Merciers, hi guys 'n gals! Don Cohen alerted me to this web site, and I've enjoyed browsing through it. Camp introduced me, and my brother David, to a lifetime of fly fishing, canoeing, riding the river, and stalking the woods, which we still do, even in our advanced age.
As for the items on the top ten list, above, I prefer to soak my oakum in flit, and I like to rip open those boating cushions to eat the kapok, like a certain neolithic shotputter of myth, whom some of you who were around in the early 60s may remember. At one time in my life, when I was a Peace Corps volunteer in Chad during the late 60s, I lived on a street lined with kapok trees. I thought of starting a local boating cushion industry, but gave up the idea since there were no recreational boaters and a lot of crocodiles.
I miss camp, but the people, the land, the waters, and the philosophy will always be a big part of me. My two adult daughters just went to a reunion at their camp in Maine and they loved it. I remember that we had a Horseshoe reunion once, in the late 1980s, I believe. It was a lot of fun, even when someone through me in the lake. . . .
Ciao,
T. Mann
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