Friday, July 16, 2010

A sewerful story

On my annual trip to Boston with a group of teens from Chop Point, the common theme was a hat. It's owner was Savannah, a hilarious 16 year old on her second year at camp. She wore that hat all over the city, from Paul Revere's house to Fanueil Hall to Old North Church and eventually to Fenway Park. There the wind picked up and the hat received a little more than it had bargained for.








Savannah refused to wear the hat after its little jaunt in a Boston sewer. I insisted we bring it home, sterilize it, and keep it forever, but I think it may be buried somewhere under her cabin.

1 comment:

Lauren said...

nice to see you got home again :)