Acres and acres of picnic spots, ball-fields, forest, and a huge, wonderful, spring-fed outdoor swimming area. Any girls worth their bikinis would be ...ound sunning themselves on one of the benches or grassy spots. And since in our little town everyone knew almost everyone else, the park was the summer meeting-place for all the kids.So by the last day of junior high school, I was ready. Long before, knowing I would never be able to compete on a level field with the muscle-bound moron contingent,. We only had ta wait 'bout 20 minutes afore the first of the Redsticks showed up. We heard shooting an' yelling at the south end of town, an' we figured that we would see some action in the next few minutes.Our house faced east, so I was the first one ta see a Redstick. I held my fire until he got closer, since I didn't want ta chance wastin' a bolt. When he got ta 'bout 20 yards away, I let off my first shot. I quickly levered in my next bolt an' was ready for whatever happened. That first bolt. Camping was not Dave's favorite activity but, he was competent. Hechecked the island for bear sign, finding none, relaxed. Hecollected rocks for a fire pit and set out his minnow traps. Hesettled in for a feast of the venerable tube steak and heated bakedbeans. After dining, Dave peered at the area where he had hung thestringer of fish. The sun was still four fingers over the horizonand no activity was apparent at his bait.Later that evening while sitting on the trunk of a downed tree,. I told her of my experience with all of the things she had to go through to get her body up to standards, but she wasn't fazed by any of it. A few minutes later, a clerk brought in some papers for her to sign, and she was immediately embarrassed—she could neither read nor write! OK, first thing tomorrow, she would go through the machine training to make her literate, then she could sign the papers on her own. I felt kind of odd that I had never noticed that she could neither read nor write. Oh,.