1. Rabbit Rock. As a kid this was a sign that we were getting to the end of the paved road and leaving civilization for good. It seemed like it took another 2 hours after we hit the dirt road, but last week it only took about 40 minutes.
2. View from the top under the power lines. Not really 'the top' as in there isn't anything higher, since the picture makes it look pretty tame. This is where I used to go with my dad early in the morning to watch the sun rise. While I wasn't terribly excited about getting up early this time, I did make it out of bed early at least once, and we went back under the power lines to watch the sun rise over Quincy. I forgot to eat a Ding Dong though.
3. Uncle Larry and Uncle Lynn. Probably shooting the shit. The family has an old army tent they erect in the middle of all the motorhomes/trailers. You can see more of it in picture #5. What you don't see is the wood burning stove in there that kept us all warm all night and helped us cook our food. As a kid we had one generator that all the trailers used at night to provide electricity. Now, everbody had their own. There must've been 5-6 of them for 10 trailers. Nobody was really hurting much for the basics, though the shower could've used a little more pressure and the hot tub really wasn't warm enough for my tastes.
4. My bed on the left. My brother's on the right. Can you guess why I didn't sleep well? Twin bed, sleeping bag, whiskey. I think I mentioned Gary's snoring, and the silence all around us was unnerving as well. And I missed the kids screaming and crying so much I just couldn't fall asleep.
5. Gramma Smith, Uncle Larry hidden behind her, my nephew Gary Jr., Cousin Tim, Cousin Chuck, and Dad doing a little two-step in the foreground.
Did I mention eating the liver?
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thanks so much for posting these :) xoxo ssw
I was thinking about how at summer camp we would walk down the road a ways and do you by any chance remember the day we found a snake? we were so freaked out we ran all the way back to camp without stopping. In a sense, that was pretty smart--considering it was probably a rattlesnake. That or some tumbleweed (nah, I really did see a snake I promise). xoxo
I definitely remember that snake. I remember some guys getting a shovel and chopping its head off too. That was a sad day to be a snake.
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