Me
Don Lash
Joe Rexroad
One weekend in the summer time in about 1963 we visited my Uncle Roy at the Clearpool Boys Camp in Carmel, New York, about 60 miles north of NYC. Clearpool is/was a camp for troubled youth in the city.
While everybody was in the chow hall, my two Navy buddies and I found a rope hanging from a tree at the side of a lake. We shed all our cloths but our skivvies (Navy talk) and swung on he rope our over the water and let go and splashed.
How come Joe had dark color skivvies? Skid marks?
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