Friday, July 17

Today was most likely an action-packed, excitment filled day, because of what we all knew was coming tomorrow: Parent's Visiting Day!! Bunks were in a state of cleanliness never seen before. We spent our free time making welcome signs and decorations for our front door. I managed to save our bunk sign from 1960, when I was in Bunk 15. We were the "Little Devils of Bunk 15." I somehow managed to copy the devil character from some comic book (Can't recall which one- Casper maybe??) and replicated it in six different postions to represent each one of us. I then wrote the names of all the girls parents on another piece of construction paper, which I still have: "Mr and Mrs. Kurzweil, Mr and Mrs. Nichols, Mr. and Mrs. Schulman, Mr.and Mrs Trattler, and Mr. and Mrs. Jacoby, all around the title "Bunk 15". We could hardly contain ourselves. I'm sure that we must have had some sort of meeting describing what the day's activities would be, and how we were supposed to behave, because the PVD schedule was a carefully planned out day that ran like a well-oiled machine year after year. I'm sure we did the same thing the year before, and I can only assume that since it was our first PVD, the excitement and nerves were even greater. Smart thing that the activity for this evening was "Bunk Nite." (sic) This was no doubt a carefully calculated event designed to try and calm us down by making us participate in "quiet activities" in our bunk. Hmm, let's see. That probably consisted of jacks, more construction paper welcome signs, card games like Spit, War, and Gin, and the always popular comic book reading/trading. Bunk Nite would conclude with our being "released" for milk and cookies. But, this was probably the only time when we were all eager to see the day end, and get to bed. After "Taps" you could almost feel 200 girls collectively willing the next day to arrive as quickly as possible.