Peace in small numbers
I remember when Joe and I first started going to Phish shows together nearly 10 years ago. At first, it was just us. Occassionally the illustrious Lori would join us for a romp or two, but she was always carefree and ready to roll no matter what the situation was. Then, it started happening. Joe went to Rutgers and all of a sudden, more folks started tagging along. It became a joke...
"Camp Caroline"
We even joked about making a wooden sign of sorts to bring with us. The larger the group got, the more tiresome it became. We wondered what had happened to the small carefree group we started with.
With time, many of those folks went their separate ways and once again, Joe and I found ourselves oddly alone or in different groups..the groups that weren't our group anymore..we somewhat grew a new group out of circumstance at IT..sitting in traffic with other folks from New Jersey who just happen to end up behind you leaves to many a conversation and in the end, an amazing comradery!
As the group begins to grow, you suddenly realize you are back in square one..desperately trying to organize many different personalities and styles into one harmonious festival. When do we get too old for this again??
I remember when Joe and I first started going to Phish shows together nearly 10 years ago. At first, it was just us. Occassionally the illustrious Lori would join us for a romp or two, but she was always carefree and ready to roll no matter what the situation was. Then, it started happening. Joe went to Rutgers and all of a sudden, more folks started tagging along. It became a joke...
"Camp Caroline"
We even joked about making a wooden sign of sorts to bring with us. The larger the group got, the more tiresome it became. We wondered what had happened to the small carefree group we started with.
With time, many of those folks went their separate ways and once again, Joe and I found ourselves oddly alone or in different groups..the groups that weren't our group anymore..we somewhat grew a new group out of circumstance at IT..sitting in traffic with other folks from New Jersey who just happen to end up behind you leaves to many a conversation and in the end, an amazing comradery!
As the group begins to grow, you suddenly realize you are back in square one..desperately trying to organize many different personalities and styles into one harmonious festival. When do we get too old for this again??
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