There are times when the mornings drag and its an eternity to lunch. We all love Forde Hall with its beautiful long tables and its high ceilings, I even like the cafeteria people, especially the guy that looks Cheslock in “Cuckoo’s Nest”. He watches the pudding like a hawk and its imposible to grab and extra one because he’s right there saying ‘hey buddy, one desert.’ The other guy there looks exactly like the famous Woodstock singer Richie Havens. I keep expecting him to break into the song ‘Here comes the sun’. They are so kind to us and the kids and we are very fond of them.
The morning was cloudy, it was humid and with humidly comes the knats. They chew up the legs and fly into the eyes, there’s also swarms of mosquitoes that are trouble. I always have scabs…and the bugs are bad when its humid.
This is my favorite time of day, 4:15. The work day is over and we can play tennis or take a nap, or read, this is the magical time of day. I decided not to play today because I need a break…I am have lost so many close matches, I think its all focus…I need to play each set like it’s my last. I get too far ahead of myself, I dig in too late. I need to take the initiative early…play with the lead instead of catch up all the time.
Mr. Brennan had a great lecture today about excuses. He said that we should never make excuses, he said “Don’t make up excuses to lose, think of excuses to win.” Very wise words. Often a player will be close to an upset and Mr. B says they will talk themselves right out of the match because they are more afraid of winning than losing. Excuses get you no where…
Liz was violently ill last night, shes been sick for more than two weeks straight and tonight the girl counselors took her Dr. Prevost at the infirmary. He was very put out, he didn’t want to open up and treat her. Liz turned hysterical, it was a huge scene and Mr. B intervened and called her parents and when she is able she is going back to Florida. it’s a sad situation.
Mark and I went up to the third floor, the maintance crews still have not cleaned out the rooms and they are a treasure trove of books, decorations, and junk destined for the garbage. We found some curtains to put in our room and needed them badly. We also found some cool posters, including a great one of Illie Nastase. We keep our room very neat and its comfortable. We have our radios and photos from home. This is a great life and this summer will be over soon and that is sad to think about right now. At home I lived in a small apartment with my Dad during the first semester. He and my mom had split and he moved out into this dingy apartment. I moved in with him just to keep an eye on him. I slept on a couch for a long time, then I moved to a great house just a few blocks East of the campus with Duane Stotland and Bonnie, Cathy and Debi. We called the place the ‘halfway house’ because so many of us lived there. It was nice but not as comfortable as this dorm.
I just talked to Mr. B and he was thinking out loud, he is now short a counselor and is going to bring in a CIT to take the open slot when Liz leaves, He knows this kid from Northern N.J that he can bring in. I think the kid will work out, we are all sad about the Liz situation.
Its now bed time, we just put all the kids in bed, we are all so tired but we had a little meeting with Sheridan, he told everyone why Liz is going home and that everyone will have to pick up the slack. Some of the counselors have been going downtown for beers after lights out, he said that has to stop. Other than that the camp has been running smoothly and Mr. B is happy.
The morning was cloudy, it was humid and with humidly comes the knats. They chew up the legs and fly into the eyes, there’s also swarms of mosquitoes that are trouble. I always have scabs…and the bugs are bad when its humid.
This is my favorite time of day, 4:15. The work day is over and we can play tennis or take a nap, or read, this is the magical time of day. I decided not to play today because I need a break…I am have lost so many close matches, I think its all focus…I need to play each set like it’s my last. I get too far ahead of myself, I dig in too late. I need to take the initiative early…play with the lead instead of catch up all the time.
Mr. Brennan had a great lecture today about excuses. He said that we should never make excuses, he said “Don’t make up excuses to lose, think of excuses to win.” Very wise words. Often a player will be close to an upset and Mr. B says they will talk themselves right out of the match because they are more afraid of winning than losing. Excuses get you no where…
Liz was violently ill last night, shes been sick for more than two weeks straight and tonight the girl counselors took her Dr. Prevost at the infirmary. He was very put out, he didn’t want to open up and treat her. Liz turned hysterical, it was a huge scene and Mr. B intervened and called her parents and when she is able she is going back to Florida. it’s a sad situation.
Mark and I went up to the third floor, the maintance crews still have not cleaned out the rooms and they are a treasure trove of books, decorations, and junk destined for the garbage. We found some curtains to put in our room and needed them badly. We also found some cool posters, including a great one of Illie Nastase. We keep our room very neat and its comfortable. We have our radios and photos from home. This is a great life and this summer will be over soon and that is sad to think about right now. At home I lived in a small apartment with my Dad during the first semester. He and my mom had split and he moved out into this dingy apartment. I moved in with him just to keep an eye on him. I slept on a couch for a long time, then I moved to a great house just a few blocks East of the campus with Duane Stotland and Bonnie, Cathy and Debi. We called the place the ‘halfway house’ because so many of us lived there. It was nice but not as comfortable as this dorm.
I just talked to Mr. B and he was thinking out loud, he is now short a counselor and is going to bring in a CIT to take the open slot when Liz leaves, He knows this kid from Northern N.J that he can bring in. I think the kid will work out, we are all sad about the Liz situation.
Its now bed time, we just put all the kids in bed, we are all so tired but we had a little meeting with Sheridan, he told everyone why Liz is going home and that everyone will have to pick up the slack. Some of the counselors have been going downtown for beers after lights out, he said that has to stop. Other than that the camp has been running smoothly and Mr. B is happy.
A while ago I called Mom collect, it was great talking to her and she and Jerry miss me. I also talked to my sisters, Brenda and Tamy. I miss them and I cant wait to get home. My sister Tamy just graduated and my other sister will be a Junior at Poky High. They are growing up so fast and Tamy will join me in the fall at ISU.
After the phone call I went into the Lobby to see what was happening, everyone was gathered around the TV and watching the great blackout in NYC. The networks were covering it live and there were reports of looting and people stuck in elevators and babies born in cars and murders. Absolutely crazy stuff. The news showed some clips from looters in Crown Heights, then the fires on Broadway in Manhattan, I can’t imagine being a fireman in that mess, thousands of people are being arrested. The Mets were losing to the Cubs in Shea 2-1 when the stadium went dark. Its now past midnight and the madness continues…I hope our power doesn’t go out.
4 comments:
Hi Jake - still enjoying the reading. I love the comment about $3 dollars in change, and enough left over for a coke. What simple times those were! Poor Liz - what was wrong w/her?
Eileen;
I checked my Mercersburg Bank account book. From June until August I spent just $27.00! Most which was spent at the Washington Star tennis tournament in Washington, D.C.! Can you believe it?
I didn't write it down, but I Liz had mono and Mr. B was worried that others would come down with it.
--jake
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