I hadn't seen Janet for many years when she and her son Jordan, now a high-school junior, went on the college tour and planned to stop by to see Penn. Jordan has a talent for writing and wanted to see the Writers House. So we arranged a meeting.
Toward the beginning of our meeting / interview, Jordan said something about being cold. (But it was not cold! In fact it was quite warm that day in Philadelphia.) He rummaged through his bag and pulled out a sweatshirt and somewhat ostentatiously put it on. I was confused until moments later I realized he was putting me on--and it, the sweatshirt: it has "FROST VALLEY" emblazoned on the front. When he was nine years old, Jordan flew with his mom across the country to spent two weeks in Totem village. Janet volunteer for those two weeks. Although Jordan was homesick a lot of the time and for various reasons did not come back, but he keeps FV in his heart and, if he comes East, will likely apply to join the staff. Janet kept the idea alive all these years: from the time her kids were young she sang camp songs with them in the car. It's a family joke ("awww, mom, stop with the camp songs!") but they all know them by heart, out there 3,000 miles away, a little of the Wawayanda spirt for sure.
