We do a much better job storming up for the dance than the actual dance.  Everyone gets worked up, as the associated album shows without equivocation.  The girls from Wa-Klo arrived in time to have a picnic supper with their suitors-to-be.  As it was a dual birthday meal, everyone was whistled indoors for the celebration.  Little did Robby and Miles know but that the ladies would be dragged (not really — they volunteered with enthusiasm) into the bit.  Jacob the purple-headed lady will do just about anything to entertain the crowds as the place erupted into hilarity.

I thought many of you would appreciate the antics at the lower-aged tables as there surely is at least one ham in every crowd.  This old school guy (duly noted by many) would have preferred an evening ball game or perhaps being on the overnight hike to Cannon Mountain, but I was easily overruled by the mobs who yearned for one more chance to be seen with a girl.  That’s probably an accurate statement as boys indeed revel in various forms of notoriety, including dancing with a girl he probably will never see again.

That last paragraph is all tongue-and-cheek by this teasing director.  A lot of clean fun was had by all and everyone was on his best behavior throughout the evening.  The Wa-Klo folks are wonderful friends and we bid them a sincere farewell after breakfast, the ladies having slept on the floor of the Main Lodge.  “How did you sleep girls?”  I hollered through the door at reveille time.  “Just great,” came the shout-back — additional proof that all is well and good with the younger crowd these days (as it always has been so.)  “See you next summer,” was another line heard frequently, which also helps to counter the previous paragraph.