I Still have the striped beach towel that I wore, as Chief of the Choctaws, at Camp Dunroamin......in summer of 1957....as I accepted the 1st Place Prize for 'fastest swimmer, on his back, while reading a magazine, aloud'......and an award for 'inverted breast stroke', wearing a black 'bathing suit' covered with pink spiders.....and got to wear a feather headdress, as Chief of the 'bottled peroxide and ammonia blondes'......thus, Big Chief of Dunroamin Camp~! All of this was 'macho' enough to satisfy my parents.....who were grateful that I had not chosen a career as a tap dancer or Artist......Their contentment was short-lived! thanks to the indulgences of Jimmy and Havelon Gearish, the Camp's owners/operators, who taught me to weave feathers into coiled baskets, roller skate...wearing a French bikini and Jay bird feather headband, and play mixed doubles tennis, wearing my mother's old 'cabana set'.....
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