Camp Kiwanee pals, 48 years later

One of our old camp counselor gang was planning on coming down today from Vermont to join us for our get together with BB while she is here from California. Sadly, it was just too cold and treacherous for her to make the long trip alone. We really missed her as we laughed and had soup together at Dogcorner. Friendships formed in our twenties that will last a lifetime, life is good. xx to T for taking the photograph.

For the Record,
This day came in frigid with dangerous windchills. 

My dad would have been 95 today.

All hands happy