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My Memory of Louie |
| Name: |
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Jim Wisely |
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Jun 29, 01 - 10:05 AM |
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jameswisely@lycos.com |
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http://jameswisely.tripod.com/home/index.html |
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My last year on camp staff was probably one year too many. By the end of the summer, I had had it to the eyes about many things that were bothering me. In my anger, I threw my claws off the point the last day I was there. As I was leaving camp, I ran into Louie, who asked where my claws were. I told here where--and why. I said that I would not need them, because I was never coming back.
"You'll be back," is all Louie said.
Twenty years later, my anger having subsided somewhat in my mellowing middle age, I stepped foot on the reservation for the first time since my angry leaving. One of the first people I saw was Louie Chandler, whom I had not seen for as many years.
When he saw me, he said: "Jim, I told you you'd be back." |
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