Monday, August 17- Weather

This date in 1959 was apparently a rainy one. A good downpour would not only put a literal damper on our activities, but it would turn the Lane into a muddy river. Because of the camp's hilly location, we were occasionally on the receiving end of some pretty dramatic summer storms. I remember one huge thunderstorm that occurred during the night, and the thunder was so loud, it frightened us all out of bed. Sleepy counselors and campers all scrambled to get their bunks' flaps over the screens.The lightening flashes were so bright, they lit up everything around us. With every clap of thunder, you could hear a hundred girls scream. I remember burrowing down into my bed as far as I could, just waiting for the storm to pass. The rain storm that occurred on this day, in 1959, was not quite as dramatic. However, it still neccessitated some form of alternate activity. As Lynne Gnaizda reported in the Lenorlog, the Hill went bowling:
"Yippee! Strike!' Such was the sound of mingled voices, shouting as the bowling balls zoomed down the alleys.
On the rainy evening of August 17th, the Hill enjoyed an evening of bowling. Though it was raining, our spirits remained undampened and everyone emerged from the bowling alleys with smiles on their faces.
After two hours of bowling, we went to Friendly's, where we had delicious ice cream cones. All had a most memorable evening, and hope that next summer, we may enjoy a similar activity again."

How easy we were to please: Bowling and ice cream cones!