Author: Jordy Sensibar
Date: 09-29-02 17:48
Big Mo,
You have a better memory than I. Must be all those drugs in college. And after. I remember that we had an odd number of campers in our 14 (and a number of odd ones) because Skunk was the only one without a bunk bed. Little wonder. Mike Mallace told me about this site, and reading these names brings many memories and smiles. I regret that I haven't kept up with what were the best friends a person could have asked for. The definition of friend being someone who knows you well and still likes you. And yet, when my wife and I spent a weekend in Chicago on the mag mile, I mentioned to her that "I had a friend who used to live around here". 63 E Walton? Some of the best times of my life were spent near a town of 420, good old 54859.
And speaking of the canadian, I was fortunate enough to have been on Frankie's good side one year, and head north as a counselor. Easily best trip ever. Sorry John, but that poking in the ribs and screaming "baawwwk!" got old fast. Keep in touch, ya'll!
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