Showing posts with label Camp Frank. A Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Camp Frank. A Day. Show all posts

Thursday, November 11, 2010

I want answers! and you better give 'em!!!

When I first went to camp, you could see all the way down to the bottom of the lake. Why did that change? Why did all of the names get painted-over in the cabins? ... That was a lot of history erased (shame, shame, shame). Who was Doc Simmons, and why did they name the Chapel after him? Who threw the rock that hit the lady in the head? Alright, I know the answer to this one-- do you? ;-) Does anyone find it ironic that we celebrated the Sabbath every Friday when we were going to a YMCA [young men's christian association] Camp? Was it really politically correct to call the youngest campers midgets? I think it would've been more appropriate to say "little people". What were the names of the three lovelies abandoned on camp grounds? Can you really call two piss-stained chairs, a broken window and a three-legged pool table with only 6 pool balls a lounge? [Bascomb Lounge that is]. Can anyone really rationalize why Mark wouldn't give Travis a second chance? Best unanswered question: Was Dick really Crazy Dan? If you say no -- prove it!

The best answer to all of the above questions is: WGAS-- we undeniably had good times that will last a lifetime!!

Hail Camp Frank A. Day!!! [by the way, who hell is Frank Day]

Thursday, December 10, 2009

End of an Era

The year after we stopped going to camp Dick started a new rule preventing CITs and JCs from going out at a night. Weird thing was he didn't grandfather-in the JCs [who were CITs, and able to go out the year before] -- One word ----- "Amy" -- which may be why were weren't allowed back either (?) and that's all I got to say about that!

OH AND BY THE WAY -- SHE WAS DRINKING BEERS THAT NIGHT WHEN MISS REARDON GOT BOOTED-- I KNOW IT, SHE KNOWS IT, YOU KNOW IT, DICK KNOWS IT -- NOW EVERYBODY KNOWS IT (hi Sonya --- now you know it too!!!!)

That's right I said it --WGAS? I don't!!!!