Saturday, August 8- PVD 2

I had completely forgotten about this, but for many summers, there were 2 Parents' Visiting Days- one during each month. Somehow, I seem to recall, that in the late 60's it was changed to only one, but I could be wrong about this. At any rate, there definitely was a second one in 1959, which also meant the likelihood of me enduring another long-suffering wait at the Lodge for my parents to arrive. I do remember one year, they were so late, the counselors let us sit on the Lodge porch so we'd have a better view when they finally showed up. According to the Lenorlog, during the second PVD in 1960, we had our encore performance of Robin Hood, in which I got to portray the Sheriff of Nottingham for the parents. This was probably the most thrilling experience of my summer that year. Usually, by the second Visiting Day, we were all far more self-assured in our social standing at camp, as well as in our activities. And it was always fun to show off our newly honed skills. I remember my parents always commenting about how "healthy" my sister and I looked. At least they knew we were well-fed. For most campers, the second Visiting Day went much easier in terms of separation anxiety. We knew there were only a few more weeks left of camp and we'd be seeing them soon enough. In keeping with tradition, there would be a Music Hour at the "shell" to help wind us down from all the day's excitement.