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I Miss... From Quincy Evans

missing: the smell of an old flannel shirt, smell of the squash courts, glassy water nights paddle boarding in our cove gazing at the stars, rigging my CL at the yacht club with jib lines banging loudly as i try to yell to Becky for help " does this look right?" her look tells it all as she graciously comes to my aid. cocktail parties where you get to appreciate another camp's view of the lake. my kids in sailing camp being taught by older kids and (literally being overwhelmed as I type) the gratitude we all for Becky's dedication and gift to Desbarats. oh and i can't leave out a late night run home on glassy water using your bat radar to navigate island and rocks. 

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