thats me

thanks to my friend deedee i now have a picture of me on this post. i'm guessing its at least 25 years old. i recognize the tshirt as one i picked up in brattleboro, vermont. probably on the way home from one of our yearly pilgrimages to the great state. actually we went north on memorial day weekend and once again on labor day.we had found a nice reservoir smack in the middle of the state, just outside rutland. parking our caravan of vehicles underneath the NO CAMPING signs we walked a narrow goatpath of a trail for a half mile or so to a nice peninsula with a rather large rock standing guard. once we set camp if was off to gather firewood and explore. the whole setup resembled a squatter's camp, which it kind of was. day hikers would stop and chat and marvel at our little paradise. we offered food or drink and whatever we might be smoking at the time. most folks partook and then ambled off to other adventures. sitting around the campfire at night was always the best. we'd cook and swap tales of past trips make plans for the next day. once the sun set the woods took on a whole different aura and every noise was magnified. alot of people woke the next morn with bleary eyes and aching backs from sleeping on the hard ground. i haven't been back to chittenden since the early eighties but i'm sure i would recognize the place and 100 memories would come flooding back. it was a different time and a special place and it will always remain that way. so as i look at that photo [and that stache] i will remember my friends and the times we had.....jack c