May 31, 2014
Post #3731 – 20140531
Long ago, I heard you read a piece on NPR that has stuck with me for 20 years or more (I have a rather fluid idea of time but I think a couple of decades is about right). It was a reminiscence of summers you spent at Camp Keewaydin; you'd found some time to drive up there as an adult. I found that so moving a memoir that I remember it with some detail after a couple of decades or more, having heard it but once. The ending contained the phrase "You don't write poems in Eden …"
I'd very much like to hear it again and hope that someone still has the recording of that piece. I've looked on NPR but couldn't find it. Can you point me to it?
I'd love to read it as well but I must say that hearing you, as an adult, hearkening back with an adult's perspective on days of golden youth was particularly moving to me and I'd love to hear it again.
Thanks for Being Yourself and sharing this and so many other things!
Gee, what a nice post. It almost makes me sorry I never went to Camp Keewaydin, and naturally, did not write or recite that commentary. I did once go to Camp Kiowa in Lake Elsinore, California, which lake had dried up at the time. There was quicksand, an unusual feature for a summer camp, and a remarkable variety of insects of unusual size. I didn't memorialize Kiowa in a commentary either. In your vivid recollection of my reading, do you recall my having a Romanian accent by any chance?