[Sunrise over Elkhart Lake, through the screen porch . . . ]
[The early morning reverie of walking past the waterfront, to the Sputh Round House where we would find coffee, muffins, bananas, newspapers, and conversation with the academics otherwise poring over their laptops . . . ]
[Dr. John, in spite of his medical vocation, challenges a sunburn via kayak . . . ]
[And Rosalba chases after him . . . ]
[Admonishing, “Please cover yourself!”]
[Waterfront staff at your service . . . ]
[Lunch with dozens of your closest personal friends . . . ]
[Outside, on picnic tables, where the squirrels and chipmunks provide food clean up services . . . ]
[The mess hall on the right in relation to where we’re eating. The screen porch is where the meal buffet line resides . . . ]
[The Super tries her hand at photojournalism . . . ]
[Rita’s in place for viewing the corn hole (bean bag) tournament . . . ]
[Cold beverages, some of the adult variety, are available for participants and fans . . . ]
[The DOM, in all his majestic DOMness . . . ]
[Vicki and the DOM provide staff assistance . . . ]
[Vicki helped sew some torn bean bags and returned them to action . . . ]
[DOM chats with staffer Carrie about generational experiences as students at IU . . . ]
[Rosalba and Dr. John join the fray . . . ]
[Carrie calls in assistance to deal with the DOM . . . ]
[Staff v. Campers in a doubleheader volleyball match . . . ]
[While staff had youth, athleticism, and enthusiasm on their side . . . ]
[The campers prevailed with age and experience . . . ]
[Kent, the progeny of Vicki and the DOM, served for the campers . . . ]
[A daily schedule is posted outside the office. I was always told to go to waterfront, sit in an Adirandack chair, read a book, and not bother anyone . . . ]
[Oh, and perform Cub Reporter duties . . . ]
[And here come my four roommates for dinner . . . ]
[They politely indulged me all week . . . ]
[And now the fine dining . . . ]
[I will admit to always taking my shower before any of them awoke to make sure I wasn’t ever in their way!]
A lot of parents pack up their troubles and send them off to summer camp. ~ Raymond Duncan
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me! This is the follow-up to the original, “alexandriacardinals.wordpress.com,” which overwhelmed the system’s ability to handle it any more. Thus, this is “Part 2.” As the original was initially described:
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“It all began in a 5,000 watt radio station in Fresno, California” . . . wait a minute, that was Ted Baxter on the Mary Tyler Moore Show! Let’s see . . . oh yeah, it all began in 2003 when retirees, i.e., old people, in Alexandria, Minnesota, who had no desire to become snow birds, went looking for mid-winter entertainment here in the frozen tundra of West Central Minnesota. We discovered girls’ high school hockey, fell in love immediately, and it remains our favorite spectator sport to this day. Initially, and for several years, reports on these games were e-mailed to those who were actually snowbirds but wanted to keep abreast of things “back home.” It was ultimately decided a blog would be more efficient, and it evolved into a personal diary of many things that attracts tens of readers on occasion. It remains a source of personal mental therapy and has yet to elicit any lawsuits.
~ The Editor, May 9, 2014
p.s. The photo border around the blog is the Cardinal girls’ hockey team after just beating Breck for the state championship in 2008. It’s of the all-tournament team. The visible Breck player on the left is Milica McMillen, then an 8th-grader – she is now an All-American for the Gophers. The Roseau player in the stocking cap I believe is Mary Loken, who went on to play for UND; and the Cardinal player on the right, No. 3, is Abby Williams, the player we blame most for making us girls’ hockey fans who went on to play for Bemidji State.
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Photos contained herein are available for personal use. All you have to do is double click on any of the photos and they will become full screen size. You can then save them into your personal “My Pictures” file. They make lovely parting or hostess gifts, or holiday gifts for such as Uncle Ernie who wants to see how his grand niece is doing on the hockey team. If any are sold for personal profit, however, to, for example, the Audubon Society, National Geographic, Sven’s Home Workshop Monthly, Curling By The Numbers, or the World Wrestling Federation, I only request that you make a donation to the charitable organization of your choice. You have two hours and fifteen minutes. Pencils ready? Begin!
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How were the “skeeters” there?
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No problem this year . . .
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Gotta love the DOM!!!
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Whatta guy! 🙂
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