This session I've been telling the villages, one at a time, a story called "Winky Tandler & the Maltese Bell." The last part of the story involves a then-young camper (7 years old) named Mikia Eatman. Even at 7 she spent three two-week sessions here, and after that always 8 weeks. She grew up here and became a counselor, village chief, and then assistant director. Yesterday she and her daughter Etta visited for the day - during the main day of Olympics. Crazy time to visit but they both fell right into the scene. As she and I walked around camp, campers came running up to her wanting to know about the Maltese Bell. She had a ready answer for them, which only augmented the mystery: "I'm really not at liberty to say anything about the bell, but thank you for asking!"
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| And Mikia's dear old camp friend Matt Buzcek happened to be visiting FV yesterday too, so they stood in the field recalling old times. |
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