Monday, November 10, 2008

memory

Son

I having been cleaning out closets and found a t-shirt from El Rancho Cima - Sam Houston Area Council.

Do you remember going to scout camp there?

I remember driving you there. I stayed the night on a cot in a tent but didn't get much sleep.

The tents were pitched on concrete slabs on the side of a hill leading to water (creek? lake?)

The next morning, as I stood downhill from the tent, I chanced to look up at it. The flaps were open. The bed appeared to be shimmering. The underside of the bed was covered with an incredible number of "daddy long legs."

love

dad

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