A most curious conundrum
Nov. 18th, 2006 04:20 amFACT No. 1. My grandparents met at a religious retreat (church camp) called Deering, nestled up in the hills of southern New Hampshire.
FACT No. 2. My mother and my father met at Deering.
FACT No. 3. My mother and my first stepfather also met at Deering.
FACT No. 4. Deering closed a year before I would have been old enough to go, and I would have gone.
Kinda makes a fellow wonder sometimes, don't it...
FACT No. 2. My mother and my father met at Deering.
FACT No. 3. My mother and my first stepfather also met at Deering.
FACT No. 4. Deering closed a year before I would have been old enough to go, and I would have gone.
Kinda makes a fellow wonder sometimes, don't it...
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Date: 2006-11-20 06:27 am (UTC)I was actually there that day; I was counselor with him at the "camp in northern New Hampshire" (Geneva Point) and on our way back, thought we'd stop by Deering just to see how it looked. I poked all around the cabin areas on both sides of the road, found my aunt in one of the Deering Camp Family pictures still hung in the main building, and checked out the bizarre flea market collection of junk in the dining hall.
Mike, meanwhile, spent a lot of time up on the hill where the cross had been. That's where he got his call. Powerful things, calls. Tough to ignore.