"...In as non-corny a way as possible, my eleven summers at Scatico have shaped me into the person I am today. As I've gotten older and become a counselor and DL, I've only increased my appreciation for camp and everything it has done for me..."
Near the very end of Open Mic night 2017 in the amphitheater, right about the time lifeguard Fergus Carlin finished singing a mournful Irish ballad accompanied on acoustic guitar by music counselor Jamie Hamburg, the sun nestled atop the trees, swelled enormously for a moment, and then slipped from sight...
“Put it in the books” is the catchphrase of New York Mets’ radio announcer Howie Rose after the final out in a Mets’ victory. In baseball, unlike in most things in life, there are clear measurements of success in a game or over the course of a season. The final score? Number of wins? Did you make the Playoffs? The World Series?
Always thinking I’m braced and ready, just how suddenly summer ends on Closing Day never ceases to surprise me with the stark contrast between camp and not camp. Daily sounds of campers and staff—laughter, games being played, singing,...—instantly giving way to the near-silence of the wind in the trees and the eerie sense that you can still hear a faint bugle call lingering in the air.
The Doppler Effect (without delving too deeply into the science) explains why the sound of an approaching object (like a train whistle) seems to rise in pitch. Also created is an illusion that the speed of the object in question (the train) appears to be accelerating. At Scatico, we have our own magical Doppler Effect—but on a temporal (referring to both time and loftier matters) plane.