Vignettes of Personal Remembrances
for Various Camp Activities
So many memories! In an effort to capture some of these memories before they vanish, we encourage anyone who spent time at BBC and participated in the many activities to contribute some of their memories about those activities. Submissions will be attributed to the originator unless it is requested that they be kept anonymous.
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Life at a boys camp, how do you do women in your dramatic productions? Well it means that some of us will have to dress up as women and take one for the team. I remember being Abby in our rendition of Arsenic and Old Lace. I didn't look too bad in a dress. No telling where the dress came from... (Aaron Clevenson)
Backstage dramatics was really my thing. I enjoyed working with Bobby Baritz on many productions. I remember that during the performance of Time Funnel, we were having technical difficulties with the sound system. We had Shermy Wallen go out on stage acting as a little birdy to let the actors know of the problems, and that they needed to ad-lib. (Aaron Clevenson)
Makeup was one of the backstage mainstays. I remember being very new to this whole concept and being asked to make a beard for Neal Harrison. It was to be made of crape hair and I undid the ENTIRE braid. We glued it all on. He was a hairy beast. (Aaron Clevenson)
One major incentive to get your Advanced Award in Exploring (and Pioneering and Forestry as well) was that you were now allowed to have and use a knife. This was a big deal! (Aaron Clevenson)
One of the great thrills of attaining a Master in Boating and Canoeing was that you could row to the far end of the lake, "out of site". This was a great feeling of responsibility, but probably not a smart or safe thing to do. I also remember working on the waterfront and at the end of the free time periods (before lunch and dinner) calling in the small craft. It took some great lungs to be able to bellow "All Boats In!" in such a way that they could hear you around the bend and a mile away. (Aaron Clevenson)
I also remember working on the waterfront in the last year of the camp. The docks were large wooden frames set atop 55-gallon drums. They were attached together by metal tubes inserted through screw-eyes. On this particular day, one of the rods had slipped out on one end and me and clipboard went for an unintended swim as the dock I was standing on tipped up. (Aaron Clevenson)