Here’s some mindless fun — and I do mean mindless!
At the end summer, we joined three other families for a weekend camping trip at Forked Lake in the Adirondacks. Nine kids, seventeen folks in all.
It’s become a tradition for one of the fathers, Paul, to concoct a short, creative video with the kids. It’s a tradition, I emphasize, because so far we’ve been unable to stop him.
Alert viewers will see that I have a small but pivotal role in the film. Gavin, too, though you don’t see much of him. Maggie swims a bit and walks around in a bathing suit with a shark mask on her head. Yes, it’s that kind of movie. And my dear wife Lisa somehow got roped into the film’s most dramatic role — Lisa really had no idea what she was getting into.
Thanks, Paul, for the good times.
Finally. The proof I needed.
When I was 5, we were swimming in Indian lake and my 13 year old cousin thought it would be funny to tell me that a fallen tree under the water was a shark. That was it. I packed up my swimwings for the rest of vacation.
Our family didn’t begin vacationing in the Adirondacks again until I was 30. Every year, we go to Forked Lake, site 7 (right across from where much of your filming took place) and every year when I get into the lake that little swimwing clad girl starts whispering “Did you forget about the shark?”. And it doesn’t help when my husband sings the theme to Jaws!
So, I thank you for the evidence of the shark in the Adirondacks. This has been forwarded on to my family. But now I have to be careful in the outhouses…