Ohiopyle, Pennsylvania Circa Early 1970's

Ohiopyle, Pennsylvania circa early 1970'S (just in time for end of summer reading... recounting emotionally disastrous campy turbulence) intended food for thought indulgence. A boys' life aborted miscarried golden opportunity for adolescent romance to be courted. Amidst a raft of fellow (Brandywine Valley Y.M.C.A) resident campers seething with hormonal secretion to canoodle who, didst excitedly quiver donning a "NON FAKE" lifejacket coursing down swiftly moving Youghiogheny river (evidenced by small hairs along spine), that caused me animatedly to shiver (unlike the indomitable Missus Miniver the lovely and gracious matriarch, who endures the departure of the father for the beaches at Dunkirk, the discovery of a wounded Nazi pilot, the death of the daughter-in-law in an air raid, and the entry of the son into the Royal Air Force) snuffing out potential fortitude gained late in mein kampf, whereat yours truly a creaky giver even scores of years later deliver to sender nowhere to be found. This predisposition prevailed despite punishing revenge didst stamp excite me inducing suppressed giddiness to take flight against self toward parents, whose puny singular offspring smallish in stature of height who did light, a conspiratorial idea countered meek self spite compared to their hefty might forced me to attend ("dumb") sleep away camp for about a fortnight whereupon, being dropped off "bright" brainchild idea awoke around edge of night bordering my consciousness, where figurative dark shadows courtesy Molly Hatchet cleft a wedge vis a vis, an immediate avowed personal pledge sworn against experiencing even one iota of fun (a ha...so there) ledge er domain mental prestidigitation could not dredge countervailing loathsomeness naysaying fun in any weigh, shape or form pertaining to this sole son but, matter of fact adventuresome giddiness gave run for metaphorical psychological money, and much to my chagrin gleefulness didst stun into silence malevolent anti yippee surge crept into the noggin of this chaim yankel and could not purge this meta static Grinch, who could not steal away euphoria that inevitably didst emerge unable to root out, and suppress nemesis flitting hither and yon to and fro fomenting misery, but an inescapable glow manifested when father and mother end of Jeff session came back, and said "hello" when, and I immediately replied with emphatic "NO" in regard to having a good time oh mitt ting like a lump pin pro let tarry yet exerting will power to asphyxiate a faint bubbling of attraction toward a darker skinned slender cute teen age girl though at that stage oblivious how to create friendship, thus aye vividly recall to this date hopscotched potential summer romance which induces regret to emanate cursing forsaken ill fate now, feel deplorable for stifling relationship slid into behavioral sink (of this got ham) fore'r tortured within iron barred heaven's gate.