Remembering Dan

Raking leaves under a fall of snowflakes is status quo for me at the Great Camp Sagamore volunteer work weekends, whether it be May or October. It may seem extreme, but it is the mountains, after all. What a curious place, Great Camp Sagamore, existing in another time. No riding mowers or leaf blowers for this clean up crew, just rakes and shovels and tarps that had been previously been used for raven mitigation. That was a whole separate job that I was not willing to volunteer for (although Dana did!) that involved raven shit being cleaned off roofs. I get enough shit at work. I am Queen Pee after all.  Leaves piled on tarps are transported to a secluded section of woods and unceremoniously dumped onto other huge piles of leaves. And so it goes, every other season, fall and then spring and then fall again. No matter what the season, and what the weather, you could always find Dan wearing his trademark shorts.

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Sagamore by the Numbers


I am offering a list of a different sort in this post.  This weekend I went to Great Camp Sagamore to participate in a volunteer work weekend.  My time there was full of fun and laughter.  Here is my experience by the numbers….

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0…..Number of black fly bites I bragged about receiving

1……Number of black fly bites I actually received

1……Number of long lost daughters I reconnected with (Hi Eva!)

1……Number of bloggers I met (Hi Michelle!)

2……Number of Bryans with a ‘y’

3……Number of Debbies

3……Number of times I reported for early morning kitchen duty

3……Number of tambourine songs Day Ja Voo played for me

4……Number of gorgeous days at Great Camp Sagamore

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6……Number of times Charlie asked me “Haven’t we got ridden of you yet?

7……Number of fun people I worked with in the kitchen crew

9……Number of times my Mom  told me she just knew I would love this place

13……Number of times I thanked Chick and Bryan for bringing me

17……Number of times I bragged about Day Ja Voo to anyone who would listen

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18…..Number of days until I get to go back to Great Camp Sagamore

19……Number of times I lost a game of spoons

28……Number of times I heard the Burdick sisters laugh

Weekend volunteering at Great Camp Sagamore: PRICELESS