| The Sagamore Times |
| Barb's NE-NCHC Memories: * Orgies as text! * Learning nasty, nasty words in ASL. * Robin: "Yeah, what is up with that hair?" * Jeremy's dark and twisted NKOTB past. * Karen's incessant Fred fondling (Sarah: "I wish I had my own Fred to play with.") * Torrey's stories as Mr. Leather Man, how he called us his "sweeties," and his dead sexy hands. * Extremely disturbing cartoon of a cow licking a man's penis. I am not kidding. * Barb "dangerously" sleeping right through a mega earthquake. * Making a mad dash with $17.70 "worth" of turkey, chips, and one orgasmic cookie. * Fred and Kate's tres cool poetry readings (interspersed with "erotic" pictures of Fred. haha.) * Singing and trying to remember Billy Mann in the van with the ever soulful Kate. * Meeting amazing people that I will most definitely never forget. Thanks to all of you for making that weekend tremendously moving and fun. |
| I would love some suggestions on what to add to this page. All you Honors freaks ... send me a note on your own personal memories, send me some pics, send me ideas, send me your souls... whatever. I'd love to make this a page for all of us to share. :) EMAIL ME @ brenna_mairi@yahoo.com |
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| Kate Murphy's Poem, "Sagamore" Amidst the mountains and the lake, A sense of calming settles over me. Slowly I find myself returning to my senses, As I sit among my friends. Each of us is very different, yet the same, We have gathered here to learn and grow. Lectures and presentations fill our days, While laughter and talking consume the night. Cultivating new and securing old connections, Strangers become friends and bonds are formed. This is why we have traveled to this place, Glad to be a part of the experience. |