We arrived twenty minutes early for the train. It was freezing cold. He waited with me for 5 minutes, and then left. So I had 15 minutes alone in the cold with no one to talk to and shivering. I know it sounds pathetic, and believe me I have had to endure far worse of course, but it is just another reason why I love 'camp' people. I'm not even sure what that term really means, and it is often impossible to describe what a 'camp' person is like to people who have not experienced it first hand. And it is not like we are all similar people at all, God you couldnt get a more diverse and crazier car crash of personalities if you tried...
Tommy with his love of trucks, trees, cutting things up and making new things out of them. His love of beer, snowboarding, biking. His hard and genuine hugs, his unshifting opinions. Locko, the grown up, who has never grown up. Who is the wildest person in the world when drunk and the kindest, quiet observer when not. A true motivator who is probably the easiest person in the world to persuade to do anything no matter how ridiculous it is. Sam- the most gadget loving, toy loving of the bunch. He loves his kitchen things, lollies, cake making, his coffee, his familiar comforts. Sharp witted, hilarious, fun, creative and silly. Has always wanted to settle down since I have ever known him, beaming from ear to ear now that he has with Nat (aah Nat). Cat- an adventurer, a lover of the outdoors. A carer to all and organiser of a chaotic bunch. Generous and sensitive. Taya- disconnected from reality pretty much all the time, and this makes him either the most magical person in the world, or the strangest. He is the true camp survivor, and embodies all of the camp experience. It has shaped him to be who is is in the truest sense, more than anyone else who has ever been there. Tepper- the genius amongst us, a number cruncher whose New York world will forever baffle the rest of us. But who dives into everything head first with a sparkle and adventure in his eyes even if he cant see the bottom. Who will be the first and last to make a million, thats if he hasnt already. Emily- Emily Emily. the girl who has probably touched more lives than I can ever fathom. Who makes friends with every person she passes. Whose sense of fun and laughter and affection and thought for others, leaves the greatest of impressions that people can never be released from. She is most 'extreme' and unforgettable. There are more wonderful people, I could go on all day. But this is a bunch of people whom I love so much- and all their traits are perfect, I have not intended to highlight their positives and negatives, just who they are to me as a diverse and complex person. I love them all... and I am forever trying to figure out why we all get on so well, why it works, why it feels so wonderful to be together when we are. Yet above all else... I know that it is for simple reasons....reasons such as the fact that every single one of those people would wait 15 minutes with me in the freezing cold for a train they werent going to catch.
I am truly blessed to have these people in my lives.
I think the thing that makes me so happy is to know that all these people and more will always be in my life- I will always be a part of them and they will always be a part of me. Our experiences with our friends will forever bind us, camp will always be engrained in my heart. I always dream of the days when Katy and Jon and their fun, humourous, ridiculously cool kids; Sam and Nat and their cute australian accented sproggs; Ems blonde water babies; Tayas sensitive and musical children; Locks wild and nutty little uns; Teppers mini geeks; Cats adventurous fire-building offspring; Toms wood-chopping mini muddier versions of him in plaid shirts; Sticks cool, calm and collected but oh so popular babes; Kent's little sensitive eco warrior rug rats with a fooked up London/NewJersey twang; Kovatch's curly haired, bum chinned Chicago Bear lovers (Bears or Cubs? argh cant remember); Tony's little curly haired sweetheart of a girl too- the one who will never leave his side because he loves her too much; Rachel Krol's ballerinas dainty and adorable; Danny's blonde, athletic, mini man-city supporters...are all at camp together creating their own memories whilst we 'adults' all play gatorball together on the sports field ignoring all of the rules, heated matches of shit talking cribbage in the kitchen, raiding the walk in and getting drunk at the wine and cheese nights singing songs and reminiscing by the fireplace. Dancing together in hideous costumes to the embarrassment of our children.
I am blessed to have you all in my life more than ever and I am so glad of any opportunity to get to spend with you. Camp, Seattle, Australia and whatever comes next. You are all amazing and I cant wait to know you forever.
And by the way- I will always wait 15 minutes for you.
Tommy with his love of trucks, trees, cutting things up and making new things out of them. His love of beer, snowboarding, biking. His hard and genuine hugs, his unshifting opinions. Locko, the grown up, who has never grown up. Who is the wildest person in the world when drunk and the kindest, quiet observer when not. A true motivator who is probably the easiest person in the world to persuade to do anything no matter how ridiculous it is. Sam- the most gadget loving, toy loving of the bunch. He loves his kitchen things, lollies, cake making, his coffee, his familiar comforts. Sharp witted, hilarious, fun, creative and silly. Has always wanted to settle down since I have ever known him, beaming from ear to ear now that he has with Nat (aah Nat). Cat- an adventurer, a lover of the outdoors. A carer to all and organiser of a chaotic bunch. Generous and sensitive. Taya- disconnected from reality pretty much all the time, and this makes him either the most magical person in the world, or the strangest. He is the true camp survivor, and embodies all of the camp experience. It has shaped him to be who is is in the truest sense, more than anyone else who has ever been there. Tepper- the genius amongst us, a number cruncher whose New York world will forever baffle the rest of us. But who dives into everything head first with a sparkle and adventure in his eyes even if he cant see the bottom. Who will be the first and last to make a million, thats if he hasnt already. Emily- Emily Emily. the girl who has probably touched more lives than I can ever fathom. Who makes friends with every person she passes. Whose sense of fun and laughter and affection and thought for others, leaves the greatest of impressions that people can never be released from. She is most 'extreme' and unforgettable. There are more wonderful people, I could go on all day. But this is a bunch of people whom I love so much- and all their traits are perfect, I have not intended to highlight their positives and negatives, just who they are to me as a diverse and complex person. I love them all... and I am forever trying to figure out why we all get on so well, why it works, why it feels so wonderful to be together when we are. Yet above all else... I know that it is for simple reasons....reasons such as the fact that every single one of those people would wait 15 minutes with me in the freezing cold for a train they werent going to catch.
I am truly blessed to have these people in my lives.
I think the thing that makes me so happy is to know that all these people and more will always be in my life- I will always be a part of them and they will always be a part of me. Our experiences with our friends will forever bind us, camp will always be engrained in my heart. I always dream of the days when Katy and Jon and their fun, humourous, ridiculously cool kids; Sam and Nat and their cute australian accented sproggs; Ems blonde water babies; Tayas sensitive and musical children; Locks wild and nutty little uns; Teppers mini geeks; Cats adventurous fire-building offspring; Toms wood-chopping mini muddier versions of him in plaid shirts; Sticks cool, calm and collected but oh so popular babes; Kent's little sensitive eco warrior rug rats with a fooked up London/NewJersey twang; Kovatch's curly haired, bum chinned Chicago Bear lovers (Bears or Cubs? argh cant remember); Tony's little curly haired sweetheart of a girl too- the one who will never leave his side because he loves her too much; Rachel Krol's ballerinas dainty and adorable; Danny's blonde, athletic, mini man-city supporters...are all at camp together creating their own memories whilst we 'adults' all play gatorball together on the sports field ignoring all of the rules, heated matches of shit talking cribbage in the kitchen, raiding the walk in and getting drunk at the wine and cheese nights singing songs and reminiscing by the fireplace. Dancing together in hideous costumes to the embarrassment of our children.
I am blessed to have you all in my life more than ever and I am so glad of any opportunity to get to spend with you. Camp, Seattle, Australia and whatever comes next. You are all amazing and I cant wait to know you forever.
And by the way- I will always wait 15 minutes for you.
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