One day out of blue I got a letter (this was back in the days of snail mail) from someone who at one time was the girl next door. In the letter she asked if she could come up to my place to do some camping. I sent a reply saying, sure, no problem.
A few weeks later she and a friend hitch-hiked up from Madison. We got reacquainted and partied a lot (that was the summer I was helping my cousin celebrate getting out of the Navy), and there was even pitching a tent and actual camping involved.
|Here we are doing the Bonnie & Clyde bit!!|