© Jo Hewitt THE TEAL MANGO, 2013
I have never been to summer camp, but I have seen so many movies about summer camp experiences. One reoccurring theme-bonding-something, someone, some event pulls a group of strangers into a pack who then experience a set of misadventures-something like life.
Today’s weather this morning felt like a summer camp sort of day and these words were swimming around my head, wanting to play.
Summer CampSid spit into the fire pit. Matt split, backtracked, passed Pat as he packed the pack’s past pact, pocketed under his backpack’s zipper tract, traipsing the trail’s trace.
Saranac Lake Summer Camp circa 1908