Pandemonium and panty raids

Dinner was complete and utter bedlam. The noise and energy levels were beyond¬†anything I had witnessed thus far at camp. The atmosphere was syrupy thick with male hormones. Posing and posturing all around. We gave up on any semblance of conversation at the director’s table and resigned ourselves to being spectators to the hoopla. Himself…

Trippa ladies in da house!

The LIT staff hurried out of the kitchen and placed bowls of spaghetti on the tables tearing through the dining hall like tornadoes.¬†Campers burst into the dining hall and, sure enough, the noise levels skyrocketed. Yvonne’s eyes opened and she sat up startled. Her nap was over! Himself held his arms out. “And there we…

Interview with the Nurse’s Husband

“So you are leaving tonight?” Father Brian said to Himself. “After dinner. Back to the big smoke!” Himself responded. “I’m expected back in the office tomorrow morning.” “Did you enjoy your stay?” Father Brian asked. “I did. Thank you for having me. Now, I can see that living at Camp Acorn is not without its…