Dunwurken

This is my very first entry on a blog, anywhere, ever... So I'm not quite sure if there is a protocol. But honestly, I've never been real concerned with protocol, so here goes...

Thoughts of Jean bring me right back to childhood summers at Grampy's camp on Little Pushaw Lake. Every summer I spent a week or two up there with the Baker's. My sweetest memory may be of the three of us - Trudy, Jean and me - jumping out of Grampy's small fishing boat, naked, into the the lake. Such a sweet innocence to it...

I remember Trudy and Jean were really into Batman and Robin, which is something I never could understand.

Another thing I never understood back then, but what I finally came to understand when I had my own child, was what I thought was this imaginery world that they had made up with their soft-spoken father, Jack. It seemed to me that Jack mostly whispered all the time. And he whispered a lot to Trudy and Jean. They made a lot of references to Pooh and Piglet. I didn't know what they were talking about, but I did know that they had a magical relationship with their father...one I envied. When my son, Tucker, was a few years old, we were introduced to the movies of Winnie the Pooh. They were delightful, and I was shocked to find that Winnie the Pooh had been a classic children's book , and the source of the magical world that I thought Trudy, Jean and Jack had created.

My summers at Dunwurken with Trudy and Jean are my favorite childhood memories. The end.