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Name: Ellen Winn Website:
Date: 31-May-00 02:33
PM From: Ann Arbor, MI -- Now NYC
First attended EIC as (a) Camper sometime in
1981-1990
All of these thoughtful entries have re-charged my EIC memories and
thoughts so I figured I'd jot a little virtual note down in the
"new" Guestbook. It goes without saying that the Island is, and
always will be, an essential part of who I am - why I am prone to speaking
my mind, why I love to be outside, why camp fire/bug stuff smell is
appealing, why s'mores are a gourmet meal, why camp friends are life-long
friends. . . So to add to the random memory list - Ozark eating contests,
dancing to "Butter Cup" during (!) dinner, last one to the
ADK/ISL bathrooms carries the garbage all the way to the Dancing Pig, how
it feels to step onto the island for the first time each summer, "Mr.
Moon," Human Croquette, Cradle of the Deep, the way the Island smells,
Killer Hook-On, blues lips at swim lessons, Dough Boys, treetorns,
"And A Man Can Fly," Duck-Duck Goose the Make-Ups vs. the No
Make-Ups, 1996 -- the summer it rained every day and we still had fun,
sharing a laugh/joke only your unit could understand, the EIC line-dance,
making Mimi's quilt, "Moon on the Meadow," long, "deep"
talks on the cement dock, practicing docking the LBH, the Stockade,
clipboards, yellow sign-up sheets, food recs., pudding cones, playing the
"hand-game" between courses, "We are table number 10, number
10, " never, ever wanting to go home . . . Keep EIC alive within, it
is a part of all of us.
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