Friday, June 27, 2008

Priceless - Part 2

One of the benefits of having a close extended family was the burden of providing a rich life for me was not completely on my mom's shoulders. My grandpa (who died in 2003) used to take me camping every summer for a few weeks at a time. The picture is of Butt Lake Resevior, where my family camped every year since way before I was born. Many times I'd get to take my friends (almost cousins) Lizzie and Rosie. We would ride our bikes for hours only returning to camp to eat and check in with Grandpa. If we weren't biking, we swam in the warm water of the lake, and jump into it from a rope swing. I think the only times we weren't in our bathing suits was after dark when the mosquitoes came out. Grandpa would take us fishing, boating and on motorcycle rides on his old Honda 60. When we would drive into Chester to go to the laundromat, we often got an ice cream at The Pine Shack Frosty. If we were lucky, Grandpa would let us ride in the back of the camper on the way. When I remember my Grandpa, I picture him sitting under a shade tree, with a Pepsi in one hand, and a Lucky Strike in the other keeping an eye on me while I swim in the lake. Good times...

2 comments:

Stacy said...

What beautiful scenery!

Nicole said...

My favorite memories growing up were going camping with my family and friends of ours! I miss those days of running around all day, playing in the lake, playing hide and go seek, eating bags of chips and just being silly!