Dinner at 6pm tonight and the campers come dressed in their team colors. A sea of greens, blues and yellows bring to life the dining hall. The anticipation of senior volleyball is in the air. And to speed dinner and dishwashing up, Friday nights have become pizza night. Yep, pizza, made on foccachia rounds, topped with meat, veggies or pesto. These were served with the salad bar and everything on paper plates so the clean up would be quicker.
Once dinner was over, the campers hustled up to the courts to line them with the lime. The lines were done on a curve that followed previous years. The same poles housed the low and droopy net, so it was a haven for anyone who really wanted to spike the ball.
The teams cheered while their players warmed up. The sponsors scrambled to find a referee. Since no one stepped up to take the challenge, I was more than glad to take it. I grabbed a whistle, got up on the ladder and took charge.
Each team won a game, but it was the Nolichuckies that prevailed in the last game by a score of 15-1. The buddy songs followed. And everyone had a great time. Good memories in the making.
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