My uncle Roy
Petty was the director of Clearpool Camp for inner-city kids. One spring day we visited him and after we
realized every were having lunch in the chow hall, we stripped down to our
skivvies (that is Navy talk for underwear)
and hit the water with a big splash for swinging out on a rope and
letting go.
Me
Don Lash
Clearpool Camp Chow Hall, Carmel, NY
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