Long time passing. Long time ago.
On our way to the beach last week, we listened to 70s music on Sirius radio. “Afternoon Delight”, “Handy Man”, “Monster Mash”, “Young Hearts, Run Free” and all those other long ago summer time songs had POB (partner of blogger) and me screaming the words as our son looked on in horror and embarrassment. (He also said, “E-mom, you should blog about this.” I love my son.)
At camp, we used to sing “Anticipation”, “Circle Game” “Where Have All the Flowers Gone?” and “Cruel War” at Saturday night campfires. These and other songs made us both melancholy and grateful for each other in ways I didn’t understand then.
Since those days, we have all lived with not knowing about the days to come, the (stupid, stinking) painted ponies going ’round and ’round the carousel of time, and war and its cruel endings. Life has, as it inevitably does, lifted us up, let us down and gave us a few battle scars along the way. And, sometimes, songs sung when I was so young resonate with me now as, with each passing year, I spend more and more on an ounce of (alleged) skin rejuvenation cream.
I firmly believe that, if I slathered olive oil all over my body (instead of throwing gobs of money away on creams and potions), it would give me a more youthful (and, ok, smarmy) glow. People might also like to brush up against me with chunks of bread. Maybe if I used extra, extra, virgin (as in the driven snow) olive oil, I would look even younger. I would do it, but for fear of the inevitable question from a colleague, “did you have salad for breakfast?” or, after a meeting, someone sitting next to me saying, “you know, I have a strange hankering for Greek food.”
Oops, there I go digressing again. About camp. Sometimes those memories make me laugh out loud or just give me a wonderful feeling and a lift to my step. And it has been a gift to reconnect with old friends on Facebook about batik, peach pit rings, the Leoj, Plaque Night, etc.
Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other’s gold. Ok, campers, repeat in rounds (with Lodges 1 and 2 starting, followed by Lodges 4 and 5) and Lodge 3 please add the harmony.
Better than gold. Really.