You do remember alot although I have no brothers. I do have a sister and she was a camper at Cowasset on Buzzards Bay in the earliy sixties. I remember Eddie Vedra too. He was in my cabin in 1970 as well. Yes, there was some mischief that caused some staff not to be invited back. Sign of the times. I remember we used to go to P'town in previous years but in '70 they wouldn't take us. I liked P'town and always went to the army navy store. It was as close to a Vietnam experience as I ever got. When my mom came to pick me up at the end of the 2 month session she took me. P'town was a real artist's colony then.
Art Farnham was great. Bert and I had planned to run away and visit his sister on Nantucket (although he was from Hannibal). He backed out of the plan but I did not. I ran away one night after TAPS and made it in to Orleans where I was caught by the POLICE. The Namequoit T shirt left little question where I had come from. They took me to the station and called Art who came and spirited me back to my cabin without a stir. For the rest of the summer they pretty much let me do what I wanted. There was a long haired hippie dude in charge of the wood shop and I liked hanging out there so I got quite a few projects completed that year.
That was a really special time. Although I really didn't care for the competetive aspect of sailing ( I do remember another Shultz , Bobby? ) who stayed with Jesse down by the N7's. I believe he was very much into racing and yes was a good tennis player as well. He must be the one you thought was my brother. We only shared the same last name. I did learn to sail. I liked the little Turnabouts on the lake because they could be taken out solo. I also liked going out on the C.J. on the bay with Jesse LeBlanc at the helm, swatting enormous carnivorous horse flies. My parents had a summer house in Marshfield. They bought a sailboat and before long we had several. Sailing became a passion for me. We really were all very fortunate to have experienced summer camp.
Thank you for responding to my post. It's a pleasure to share recollections of those times.