When I was a kid, my parents used to send me to Sleepaway camp. Either for one month, or for the full two months.

I was always homesick as heck for the first week. I would rub my mother’s anti-perspirant - Secret - on my sheets so I could smell her.

such a distinct memory of that bottle. it had the rolling ball and white liquid. if I had known, then it contained that aluminum cancer, causing substance, I probably wouldn’t have put it on the sheets. 😂

And then, after a week, you would get used to camp. And then the last day of camp, you wanted to stay there forever.

Heading back home today.

Nostalgia aside, there was a nasty pond that we used to water ski in. It had a “false bottom”. a thick layer that floated about 3 feet below the surface of some muddy / algae substance.

But we used to water ski on that lake. I would barefoot off the extension from the boom. And knee board.

I think I may have knee boarded three times since then.

This is the only trick I remember.