Alpaca/Merino/Silk, new spin for me.
Can't get these lyrics out of my head...
Well we all shine on, and Good Day Sunshine......
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Well we all shine on,
Ev'ryone come on.
Well we all shine on,
Good Day Sunshine......
and, "Here Comes the Sun".
During my seventh grade summer my PF group, a Congregational Church youth group, went (with many other PF groups) to a summer camp at Silver Lake. Now, I have to say my memories of church going were more of a place to get together with friends. While the adults were in "church", we were in "Sunday school", learning a little history, doing arts and crafts, listening and or playing music on the record player, or playing sports out in back and. Yes, we could bring in our own records and play the music in the classroom. The program was great for the camper and for the Mom. It seemed where I was from, most families had a least four children. I grew up in a family of six kids. This at least gave some Moms a break.
Back to camp... for the two weeks, between the typical summer camp activities like, swimming, dodge ball, canoeing, working on skits (because you know there was going to be a "talent show") we all had to sign up for some sort of chore. Everyday you would complete your task whatever it was, sweeping the bunk room floor, collecting all the sports equipment, tying up the boats, collecting the paddles, delivering ice to the canteen, making sure there was toilet paper in the bathrooms, you get the idea.
My chore was setting the breakfast tables with two other kids. This was in 1972. The canteen was set back in a pine grove near the lake, a wooden hall with a covered porch, a full kitchen and stone fireplace. We set out real plates, real knives, forks, spoons and glassware. There were about twenty good size, roughhewn, wooden dining tables and chairs, maybe 12 to a table. This was a good memory because the cook and his team had good taste in music and a fantastic stereo system wired in the hall. The speakers were the size of furniture. We started everyday setting tables to "Here Comes the Sun" promptly at 7 am. I can still hear the sound in the speakers of the record arm's needle being reset as he would play it more than once.
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