They logged the entire experience in an old photo album.
Every dollar spent, campsite made and boy they met.
The first page of their journey started like this:
“WISCONSIN TO ILLINOIS TO IOWA….
The western adventure began at 4:15 when we arose & started our journey. Mario called for Judy, and heard ‘Rocky Mountain High” one last time at 4:45….”
Another page featured their lingo from the trip. Each entry more cryptic than the one before… it was the language of their sisterhood.
They sat in our camp kitchen- reliving their trip through their journals.
When they were packed up and started back to their cars to head their separate directions home…. they ran back to give me a stack of magazines they brought with. (amazing ‘seventeen’ magazines, circa 1969-1970).
They said that they want to come back to Camp Wandawega next year to make it an annual get together.
Part of me hopes that they don’t come back (next year) — but maybe in 2016 instead.
I’d much rather know that they hit the road to recreate their original adventure next year. Retracing their steps of their teenage years. (and then bring their new album to camp to share & compare)!
Ladies, it was lovely to meet you. I am so greatful for the time you spent sharing your memories.
Ya’ll are a true inspiration- I hope that someday I’ll be hitting the road with my friends to relive the younger days. and I hope that you guys are doing this well into your 80’s… looking back at your photo album from this year – also your younger day.