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Alcoholic Black Out ???
I attended Frosty Francis' IAABO camp thirty years ago. What misty water colored memories I have of telling ghost stories around the campfire with a flashlight under our chins. Making bead bracelets. Singing Kumbayah. Wait a minute? I don't think that we did all those things? What little I do remember about that week had something to do with shiny, metal kegs, lots of fermented alcoholic beverage brewed from malt and flavored with hops, and war stories, lots of war stories, but not the kind told with a flashlight under our chins. But just as scary.
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