Wednesday, April 23, 2003

I walked outside my office this morning, circa 9am, for a cigarette, and was blasted by memory. The air, clean, cool, mid-50s, fresh (being as we are largely surrounded by water in Norfolk, we have amazingly clean air), was coming at me from North Webster, Indiana, summer of ’87, at Epworth Forest. Epworth is the northern Indiana summer camp for United Methodist high school kids. I spent a week there each summer of high school, in between my freshman and sophomore, sophomore and junior, and junior and senior years. It was utter bliss, and where (in 1987, my last, sterling week there) I learned about Kate Bush, and how much I wanted to kiss really cute blonde boys.

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