There is an unsubstantiated rumor that Dan Levine will be taking the place of the soon-to-be retired Dick McNight. Although all of the terms of Dan's employment have not been disclosed, rumor has it that he has been promised a handsome salary of $100k per summer, plus the right to rename the Dining Hall "The Corky Sanders Dining Hall".
During a brief telephone interview, Dan denied this rumor; however, he did chuckle at the suggested new name for the Dining Hall.
If Dick Mcknight does retire, the individual taking his place will have pretty big shoes fill. Is Nathan or Mark Goldschmidt still there? If so, either of these two just might make the cut. ...... A word to the wise ........ no matter who takes over .....DON'T CHANGE A THING!!!!!!
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Thursday, June 5, 2008
I WAN'T A SECOND CHANCE MARK
I'll never forget the year the Junior Unit's Night Activity was "World Records". Each camper had the option to pick a few records he or she would like to make or break (e.g. jumping rope the most times or seeing how many times you could bounce a ping pong ball on a ping pong paddle) and then attempt to make or break that record.
This particular year, I (along with the Unit Director) was in charge of the "continuous talking" event. In no time flat, many of the campers failed to continue to talk, and were off to do other events .... All but one ...... TRAVIS. Throughout the event, he continued to talk, talk, talk and talk. I'm not too sure if he truly stopped (unlikely), or if the Unit Director got sick of hearing him talk (more than likely), but, the Unit Director (after about 20 minutes) blew his whistle and said "You're out -- you stopped talking". Travis, understandably upset, immediately began repeating -- over and over "I WANT A SECOND CHANCE MARK I WANT A SECOND CHANCE" What makes this story funny -- is no matter what the Unit Director said -- or did --- Travis just kept on saying "I WANT A SECOND CHANCE MARK I WANT A SECOND CHANCE" --he even followed the Unit Director around the unit, and eventually stood outside the front door of the Unit Director's Cabin (when the Unit Director attempted to evade him). This went on for close to an hour, and I must say ----this kid's determination to keep on talking was inspiring.
HEY TRAVIS -- IF YOU'RE OUT THERE --- I OFFICIALLY CONGRATULATE YOU ON EARNING THE WORLD'S RECORD FOR SAYING "I WANT A SECOND CHANCE MARK I WANT A SECOND CHANCE" And Mark if you're out there -- Next time don't be a dousche ---- just give the kid a second chance mark--just give the kid a second chance!!!!!!
This particular year, I (along with the Unit Director) was in charge of the "continuous talking" event. In no time flat, many of the campers failed to continue to talk, and were off to do other events .... All but one ...... TRAVIS. Throughout the event, he continued to talk, talk, talk and talk. I'm not too sure if he truly stopped (unlikely), or if the Unit Director got sick of hearing him talk (more than likely), but, the Unit Director (after about 20 minutes) blew his whistle and said "You're out -- you stopped talking". Travis, understandably upset, immediately began repeating -- over and over "I WANT A SECOND CHANCE MARK I WANT A SECOND CHANCE" What makes this story funny -- is no matter what the Unit Director said -- or did --- Travis just kept on saying "I WANT A SECOND CHANCE MARK I WANT A SECOND CHANCE" --he even followed the Unit Director around the unit, and eventually stood outside the front door of the Unit Director's Cabin (when the Unit Director attempted to evade him). This went on for close to an hour, and I must say ----this kid's determination to keep on talking was inspiring.
HEY TRAVIS -- IF YOU'RE OUT THERE --- I OFFICIALLY CONGRATULATE YOU ON EARNING THE WORLD'S RECORD FOR SAYING "I WANT A SECOND CHANCE MARK I WANT A SECOND CHANCE" And Mark if you're out there -- Next time don't be a dousche ---- just give the kid a second chance mark--just give the kid a second chance!!!!!!
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Where are they now?
We all get caught up with A&E's Where are They Now program. I wonder where these folks are:
Aaron Howell, Ari-ben Edelmen, Ronan Wolfsdorf [and his bros David and Adam], Dan Saltzman, Dave Scott, Mike Visalo, Ben Korman, Eric Goldschmidt, Paul Green, Seth Bloom, Don Kilbride, Tim Prescott, the Burwicks, Becky Thatcher, Randi Bloom, Tori Shaw, Jill Powers, Tara Coffey, Dani Zubrod, Tony and Pinder [from England], Tim Dorny, the Markos, the Levines [just kidding, I know where they are and they are doing fine], Jeff Fishe, Mike "Bid D" Delicato, Queenie, Paul Green, Seth Bloom, Randy Langer, Cheryl Mack, Josh Sherwood, the Kabloskis, Carrie Reed, Rich Phelon, Dizz, Tom Fitzy Fitzgerald, the Mazers, Lil Dube, the Cronins, ....
I am certain I missed many ---- Please, add on!
Aaron Howell, Ari-ben Edelmen, Ronan Wolfsdorf [and his bros David and Adam], Dan Saltzman, Dave Scott, Mike Visalo, Ben Korman, Eric Goldschmidt, Paul Green, Seth Bloom, Don Kilbride, Tim Prescott, the Burwicks, Becky Thatcher, Randi Bloom, Tori Shaw, Jill Powers, Tara Coffey, Dani Zubrod, Tony and Pinder [from England], Tim Dorny, the Markos, the Levines [just kidding, I know where they are and they are doing fine], Jeff Fishe, Mike "Bid D" Delicato, Queenie, Paul Green, Seth Bloom, Randy Langer, Cheryl Mack, Josh Sherwood, the Kabloskis, Carrie Reed, Rich Phelon, Dizz, Tom Fitzy Fitzgerald, the Mazers, Lil Dube, the Cronins, ....
I am certain I missed many ---- Please, add on!
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Change
I recall the days when camp food was merely edible ...You could eat it, .....you just couldn't quite figure out what it was .... That changed when Mike Aja took over -- Not only could I recognize the food --- the stuff actually tasted good!!!
During my years at Camp Day, a lot of things changed. For example, when I first went to camp, you could see to the bottom of the lake --even in the deep area. Unfortunately, that changed. I heard that Camp Day was told it could no longer rake the seaweed [or whatever that muck was] {allegedly some environmental thing}, and so the vegetation grew ---- denying the camp of stating the lake was "crystal clear". I also heard that all of the past campers' signatures, sayings and pictures on the cabin walls/ceilings got painted over. That's a shame, it was always fun to go back to the old cabin and find my name there. The singing. The freakin' singing. I recall years when there wasn't a meal that 4 to 5 songs didn't get belted out. Even if I thought I was too cool to sing them, when no one was looking I'd sing a few lines to the Titanic: "Oh they sailed the ship Titanic to sail the ocean blue, and they thought they had a ship that the water wouldn't go through .........." When I left, we were lucky to get a song a week. ACCEPT FOR MY GOOD OLE RENDITION OF JINGLE BELLS THAT IS!
All in all, it is good to know that somethings haven't changed, like my friendships with my two best friends [from Camp Day]; the love I have for my wife [from camp day]. . . . . The memories .....
During my years at Camp Day, a lot of things changed. For example, when I first went to camp, you could see to the bottom of the lake --even in the deep area. Unfortunately, that changed. I heard that Camp Day was told it could no longer rake the seaweed [or whatever that muck was] {allegedly some environmental thing}, and so the vegetation grew ---- denying the camp of stating the lake was "crystal clear". I also heard that all of the past campers' signatures, sayings and pictures on the cabin walls/ceilings got painted over. That's a shame, it was always fun to go back to the old cabin and find my name there. The singing. The freakin' singing. I recall years when there wasn't a meal that 4 to 5 songs didn't get belted out. Even if I thought I was too cool to sing them, when no one was looking I'd sing a few lines to the Titanic: "Oh they sailed the ship Titanic to sail the ocean blue, and they thought they had a ship that the water wouldn't go through .........." When I left, we were lucky to get a song a week. ACCEPT FOR MY GOOD OLE RENDITION OF JINGLE BELLS THAT IS!
All in all, it is good to know that somethings haven't changed, like my friendships with my two best friends [from Camp Day]; the love I have for my wife [from camp day]. . . . . The memories .....
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Camp Day Riddle
Leaving it up to me to keep this puppy going? --Okay. What's the one sport/game no one has heard of until they go to Camp Day? . . . . . . .
TEATHERBALL!!! You kidding me! The best game on the planet. In fact, the director of Napoleon Dynamite made it a point to focus on this peculiar game toward the end of the movie.
Ever recall saying this? .... "No ropesies, bouncies or kicksies! Of course --Bubbling is fine so long as its only 4 times per turn ... Best out three wins."
If you can recall anymore teatherball terminology ---- by all means add on!
Of course other games that were the "bomb" were: Capture the Flag --Yoshi (sp?) and Gold Rush!!!!!
TEATHERBALL!!! You kidding me! The best game on the planet. In fact, the director of Napoleon Dynamite made it a point to focus on this peculiar game toward the end of the movie.
Ever recall saying this? .... "No ropesies, bouncies or kicksies! Of course --Bubbling is fine so long as its only 4 times per turn ... Best out three wins."
If you can recall anymore teatherball terminology ---- by all means add on!
Of course other games that were the "bomb" were: Capture the Flag --Yoshi (sp?) and Gold Rush!!!!!
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
The Green Angel
The Green Angel was a bike I found at the Easthampton Dump with good ole Stan [the maintenance man]. As we were dumping stuff at the "dump" a beam of light shined in my eye. It was the sun reflecting off a reflector of an old bike. When I investigated a little deeper, I notice an intact bike. The bike's frame was rusted and it had a bannana seat, but, other than that, the bike was solid!!!! I brought it back to camp, spray painted it green, pumped air in the tires and named it "The Green Angel". My thought was to use this bike to get in shape for football. Although I sincerely doubt my football coach would consider 4 times around lake Quacumquasit [in the span of two months] getting in shape ..... :)
My designated Route? ... if you read above you'd know ....... Lake Quacumquasit. Why? ....wherelse could I go? My workout began with a swift [but brisk] ride outside of the camp entrance. I would take left, and ride towards the public beach. Pedal, Pedal .... coast. Pedal, Pedal ..... coast. [it was kinda fun] Anyway, once I passed the Public Beach I encountered a fairly steep hill [great workout by the way]. AND EVERYTIME I "ALMOST" REACHED THE TOP OF THE HILL.... A BLACK LABRADOR RETRIEVER WOULD COME OUT, SNARL HIS TEETH AND CHASE ME! No lie, the 4 times I did this route, the same dog would come after me. Lucky for me I was coasting down the hill by the time the dog almost caught up with me. There's nothing like trying to concentrate on not wiping out while you are laughing and crying as a dog is trying to nip at your toes.
Anyway, whenever I see a bannana seat on a bike, I always think back to the "Green Angel" with a smile ....... Truly good times.
My designated Route? ... if you read above you'd know ....... Lake Quacumquasit. Why? ....wherelse could I go? My workout began with a swift [but brisk] ride outside of the camp entrance. I would take left, and ride towards the public beach. Pedal, Pedal .... coast. Pedal, Pedal ..... coast. [it was kinda fun] Anyway, once I passed the Public Beach I encountered a fairly steep hill [great workout by the way]. AND EVERYTIME I "ALMOST" REACHED THE TOP OF THE HILL.... A BLACK LABRADOR RETRIEVER WOULD COME OUT, SNARL HIS TEETH AND CHASE ME! No lie, the 4 times I did this route, the same dog would come after me. Lucky for me I was coasting down the hill by the time the dog almost caught up with me. There's nothing like trying to concentrate on not wiping out while you are laughing and crying as a dog is trying to nip at your toes.
Anyway, whenever I see a bannana seat on a bike, I always think back to the "Green Angel" with a smile ....... Truly good times.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
The Five Mile Road Race
On a typical night off at camp, as a counselor, you had a few choices to occupy your time. Besides the obvious, staying in camp and hiding from your campers, you had the option of going out in to "town" for the night. There were basically two directions that you could choose from outside of camp, one that lead to Rte 20 and the other that lead to Rte 9. Each of these destinations had minimal options for young people, especially people under the age of 21.
For us, the most fun was to go to Friendly's which was out on Rte 20. When our little group of friends all got the same night off, we wanted to get there as quick as possible. In order to do this, we had to take a ride on the five mile road. Which, oddly enough, runs exactly five miles from the camp entrance and Rte 20. We would sometimes race in two or three cars to see who could get there first. A lot of times, this was completely reckless and speeds were too high. I remember one time that I swear we made it from camp to Rte 20 in 8 minutes.
One of the things that we did on those rides is get behind a random vehicle that was innocently traveling on the five mile road and shut our lights off. It would really freak the other driver out. Sometimes we would do this to each others cars as well. The road has few lights on it so when you did something like this, the only way to see was to use the lights of the car in front. Sometimes, as a joke, if you were in front, you would shut your lights off too, leaving everyone scrambling for the switch to their headlights before running off the road and smashing in to a tree. We figured out, after doing this many times, that it was almost possible, on a clear night, to ride with your lights off completely and use the tops of the trees as guidelines. Once your eyes got used to it, you could see from the moonlight.
I don't recommend doing this type of thing to anyone. I have no idea what we were thinking but I do know that a lot of times, we ended up laughing our asses off all the way down the five mile road. Seeing as there was almost nothing to do at the end of the road, we at least found some excitement along the way.
For us, the most fun was to go to Friendly's which was out on Rte 20. When our little group of friends all got the same night off, we wanted to get there as quick as possible. In order to do this, we had to take a ride on the five mile road. Which, oddly enough, runs exactly five miles from the camp entrance and Rte 20. We would sometimes race in two or three cars to see who could get there first. A lot of times, this was completely reckless and speeds were too high. I remember one time that I swear we made it from camp to Rte 20 in 8 minutes.
One of the things that we did on those rides is get behind a random vehicle that was innocently traveling on the five mile road and shut our lights off. It would really freak the other driver out. Sometimes we would do this to each others cars as well. The road has few lights on it so when you did something like this, the only way to see was to use the lights of the car in front. Sometimes, as a joke, if you were in front, you would shut your lights off too, leaving everyone scrambling for the switch to their headlights before running off the road and smashing in to a tree. We figured out, after doing this many times, that it was almost possible, on a clear night, to ride with your lights off completely and use the tops of the trees as guidelines. Once your eyes got used to it, you could see from the moonlight.
I don't recommend doing this type of thing to anyone. I have no idea what we were thinking but I do know that a lot of times, we ended up laughing our asses off all the way down the five mile road. Seeing as there was almost nothing to do at the end of the road, we at least found some excitement along the way.
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