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After a flailing, ducking, crouching, sprinting, invasive-species spreading game of hide-and-go-seek-tag at the Mills Ridge campsite, we called in the kids for the night.

They asked to play two songs on Ari's iPod. We said sure.  The older kids told the younger ones, "Turn off your headlamps," and we sat on logs and huddled around little speakers.

The first pick was their obvious "Eye of the Tiger" which seems to be the latest theme on these trips.  The second one was "Stairway to Heaven."  We all sat in silence as the song weaved through the slow parts to the fast parts, and, when it was over, they all got up and silently walked to their tents.

All my bags are packed...

Godspeed, as a word, is a wish for a prosperous journey, success, and good fortune (from Middle English God speed you, meaning "May God help you prosper").

For Deb

I have been slow to post.   

This week has been full of Outward Bound work;  a conference about offering diverse activities to middle school students;  a children's health fair at Martin Luther King Park (Deb, I wanted you and your people to visit us there, but didn't have your phone number); an ice cream social/awards ceremony for taasc;  being an emotional shooting star;  and getting ready for the trip that starts tomorrow.  I am tired, but we have four hours on the bus to get pumped up to paddle and portage.

These sound like excuses, but I am to please.  So this week's for you, Deb.

I've scheduled a couple of entries to post throughout the week. They aren't my best Passover writing, but hey, they offer a distraction from every day blah blahs.  Keep checking and I'll be back for real on Sunday night.

Godspeed... to me.