|Captain Wacky appeared |
for the Wacky Olympics
(yes, I won Wackiest
Counselor contest ...
all three years)
|From the Senior Class Trip--hypnotist show.|
So, which have I chosen to attend? Neither. The timing sucks. The high school reunion always was on Thanksgiving weekend, which made it a shorter trip from wherever I was eating turkey with my family. This apparently was inconvenient to those who stayed around Philadelphia. For those who have to travel like myself, a random September weekend does not work so well. The same goes for Camp Airy's reunions, which are always in mid-September. Having just traveled to APSA, I am just not up for a very long drive (six to eight hours) for one night of hanging with old friends from either of my teen homes.
And I am bummed. I am sure the folks at both reunions will have a great time, and there is nothing I hate more than on missing out on stuff (youngest child syndrome). So, have a beer or three without me and enjoy the festivities!
|Bunk Row, where I spent 1977-1986 (first year was in the younger side of camp)|
The camp replaced these with new, fancier, smaller buildings a few years ago.
Pretty sure camp was at its best when I was there (I have always been a narcissist).