A letter from Beth

Hi Bob - I hope this finds you well.


I have some more of those sights, sounds, smells that never seem to leave my memory...

*Do you remember how, early in the mornings, we'd trudge through the wet, dewy grass and head to Flag? Many times, there'd still be fog wafting through the hills...

*How good did The Pool (s) feel on those sweltering summer days? Although I have a distinct remembrance of Miss Zoellner and Miss Wolf scurrying our Midget and Junior behinds into the pool in the COOL of the mornings, too. That water could be brutal at an early hour.

*I used to love the little "theatre" - the concrete stage that was tucked into the woods in the Girls' camp...we had loads of fun acting out scenes and being, at times, completely nonsensical. And its quaint setting always had me quite convinced that tiny little magical fairies would soon appear...So much for the mind of a child!

*Didn't we have dances at the Boys' playhouse, too? It always smelled like a locker room in there to me...but we didn't care!

*And in Girls' Senior Cabin, there was a constant stream of AquaNet hairspray coming from some corner. We were constantly "doing" our hair - even daring to put on a little lip gloss - knowing we'd be with the Senior Boys later...
And of course, we'd chat forever about the past, current, and future Fort Scott romances - campers and counselors alike!


These may stir some memories in others, so feel free to post - any of them familiar to you?

Thanks,

Beth (Brinker) Landfried, FSC 1971-1980