A Phone Call at Buck’s Rock in 1982 (or sometime around there)

Photo from 1971 Buck's Rock Yearbook

So remember how we used to get phone calls at Buck's Rock? If we got them, of course.  Rachel and I didn't often, because our parents were at the camp with us, which was awesome for so many reasons, but not so much when it came to mail, care packages and phone calls, but extremely great for when we got sick or an injury or wanted a treat sneaked to us from late night Counselor Snack or, miracle of miracles, a pizza place from New Milford or just a hug or someone to cheer you on in the Watermelon … [Read more...]

Jacks

Just like we remember them.

My parents are incredibly sentimental people. With two kids in their forties, though, they’ve had to make some tough decisions along the way about what they’d keep from our childhoods, and what they’d toss.You see, their sentimentality and love of mementos from our childhood comes into direct conflict with my mother’s (some would say “obsessive” - I WOULDN’T, mind you...but SOME would...) need to de-clutter. Since my parents now have five grandchildren, and are receiving even more adorabl … [Read more...]

Bizarre Love Triangle – Baseball Edition*

*This piece was originally published on September 3, 2012.  In honor of Ralph Kiner's passing and his voice, here is an edited version of that post.I was born in May 1969.  The New York Mets went on to defeat the Baltimore Orioles in the World Series that year.  Coincidence?  I think NOT.  My dad took me to many games at Shea Stadium.  Rain delays and extra innings meant extra time at the ballpark.   I spent hours watching Mets games on TV, eating potato chips out of a bowl my dad propped on … [Read more...]


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