by gunhilltrain
Two bright friendly people, having fun with it!
I have a soft spot for nice people being nice to each other!
I wasn't going to comment at all tonight. I really enjoyed your story - a few hiccups, but enjoyable, and not enough to spoil it.
Thanks.
Thanks for your kind comments. As you may have noticed, this got enough votes to be in the Summer Lovin' contest.
I thought I left my own comment, but I think it didn't go through. Anyway, thank you for your kind comments. This did get enough votes to be in the Summer Lovin' contest.
Great story and very well written. Left me wanting to read more about your two characters. Loved the topical details as that was my generation and geography. You nailed it! Well done!
Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it. It was true that I was fourteen and just finishing my last stay at Boy Scout camp at Ten Mile River in July 1969, which is just down the road from the Woodstock site the following month. When I read about the festival I wished I had been old enough to go, not because of the bands (I didn't know most of them) but because of the skinny-dipping girls. Of course, there were far fewer of them than the press coverage would have led you to believe. I've never seriously considered a sequel to this, but if something comes to mind I'll do one.