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VACATIONS AND CAMPING

comic books, paying attention to the adventures of Plastic
Man or Capitan Marvel. Pop by this time in our travels had
had enough. On one occasion his irritation over flowed and
he reached around in back and grabbed one of the comic
book’s. That was all it took to cause the car to careen off the
road and crash along the side of a fence.

No one was hurt, but the car door handles were stripped from
their sides. Joe and I both were in big trouble. Thanks to
Mom, she intervened and we were saved.
Years later I’ve returned to Sherando Lake. It’s hasn’t changed
only my memory and imagination. The lake that was huge
back then is now a large pond, and where the island was, so far
away. How could you possibly swim that far, was only a few
hundred feet from the beach. A hike around the lake took half
an hour. It was in the fall and the leaves were beautifully
colored. What a swell place this small lake and camp was for
me.

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