Suddenly I had a flashback to childhood. My parents sent me to a girl scout camp for a few weeks one summer. It was the summer that the men landed on the moon ( if they ever really did!!! Ha!)
The camp was at a working farm. I remember it vividly.
One of the things we had to do was cut heads off chickens and watched them run around with their heads off...then pluck them. There was a big wooden chopping block and a machete.
We also had to get up at 4:30am to milk cows. They had a water hole that was filled with flogs where we swam.
They had a few drooling St. Bernards that I loved. We were invited to come into their living room to watch the landing on the moon.
Years later, my good friend K. told me that she was at the same camp, at the same exact time, watching the men land on the moon. We didn't meet till years later, but we had both been there on that same time. I have a few pics from K.
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