Tuesday, July 04, 2006

It was Thirty Years Ago Today...

that Mom and I met on the porch of the dining hall at Wagon Road Camp. She was Arts and Crafts Specialist, and had been there for the first three weeks. I hadn't planned on going to camp that year, preferring to stay in Hamp and wallow. But there had been problems in Orange Cabin in the first encampment (the cabin leader left for a day off and never came back), and Jan DeGrouchy came to Northampton and begged me to come and rescue Orange cabin. Happily, she was successful, and she drove me to camp, telling me about the terrific new A&C specialist on the way. Meanwhile, Mom was hearing about how Tom Murphy was coming to save Orange Cabin. So, we were aware of each other when we met. I can't figure out whether the porch of the dining hall at Wagon Road Camp seems magical to me because we met there or we met there because it was magical.

2 comments:

Aurora said...

AWWWW!!! Love stories are so cute.

Judi said...

Scott and I were just remembering 30 years ago today -- holds the record for cold around here. We sat in the sunroom of our home in Greene and watched the tall ships sail into NY Harbor(allegedly the advent of HIV in this hemisphere, but who knew that then?)and the fireworks there, and also the Boston Pops concert for the Bicentennial -- after JFK's assassination, and the first walk on moon, this day is my memory of an early shared media event.

Anyway, so glad you met, and on such a mementous day -- or did you make it momentous?