Hellidays - When Bad Holidays Happen To Good People

It was Memorial Day Weekend while I was still in college. A couple of girlfriends and I decided to go camping without ever having done so in the past. For starters, it was record heat—in the upper 90s. It was pretty uncomfortable. It took us about three hours to set up the tent. Which smelled of mildew. So, after that chore was done, we gladly took a swim in the lake. By that point, it was time for dinner. Of course we had to make our food over an open fire! My friend Dawn proceeded to pull a Woodrow the Woodsman and wildly wield a small ax against a fallen log so we could have firewood. About three strokes in, the ax came down with a sickening thud into her shin. A couple seconds later, the wound began pouring blood. The closest hospital was about 20 miles away. By the time we got there, she was going into shock. I haven’t camped since.
Posted on 05/20/2010 at 02:39PM by Anonymous
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