Category Archives: Hurricane Camp Stories

HCS (III, 4): Maybirds

Posted on July 5, 2012 by g-mo

“Don’t think twice. It’s alright.” -Bob Dylan In the midst of everything happening that I’ve described, Janos started making out with a girl on the Sacramento AmeriCorps team. Her name was Evelyn and I still remember his excitement at presenting … Continue reading →

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HCS (III, 3): Presidents, Governors, and Golf Course Burials

Posted on June 17, 2012 by g-mo

It honestly seemed like a joke the first time I heard it. Hope VI was going, Ryan had just left, I was charging forward with setting up my mold experiment, working with Rohde and Mark on prepping the houses, getting … Continue reading →

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HCS (III, 2): Miscues

Posted on May 30, 2012 by g-mo

“At FedEx, we are committed to helping rebuild the affected communities devastated by past hurricane seasons through our support of the United Way program. We thank you for all your hard work.” -FedEx Corporation sign positioned at the front of … Continue reading →

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HCS Part 3, Chapter 1: March Madness

Posted on May 21, 2012 by g-mo

Part III February 23rd, 2006 — November 14th, 2006 How strange you are, you idiot! So you think because the rose is red that you shall have the mastery? The rose is green and will bloom, overtopping you, green, livid … Continue reading →

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Hurricane Camp Stories: Part 2 (2 of 2)

Posted on May 12, 2012 by g-mo

San Francisco January 19th: We pull out of Salt Lake City on a quarter-tank of gas, and I convince Lyds it’ll be alright. It’s not alright, as we fly through the desolate swamp of sadness that is winter salt marsh … Continue reading →

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Hurricane Camp Stories: Part II (1 of 2)

Posted on May 9, 2012 by g-mo

Part II January 8, 2006 — February 23, 2006 “Besides, he thought, everything kills everything else in some way. Fishing kills me exactly as it keeps me alive.” -Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man And The Sea Austin January 8th: Morning. … Continue reading →

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HCS (1, 13): Broken Mirrors

Posted on April 26, 2012 by g-mo

I don’t know when I’ll be coming back again, It depends on how I’m feeling. -Bob Dylan Soon after getting home, I decided that I was going to write a book about my two months on the coast. I began … Continue reading →

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HCS (I, 12): Moonshiner

Posted on April 17, 2012 by g-mo

“I fell into a burning ring of fire, I went down, down, down, and the flames went higher.” -Johnny Cash By the time we’d gotten to December, there were a few of us just trying to get through a few … Continue reading →

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HCS (I, 11): Jerry Can’t Fail

Posted on April 8, 2012 by g-mo

“I went to the market to realize my soul, cause what I need I just don’t have.” -The Clash Jammin’ was shattered when Micah got kicked out of camp. That morning he wandered around camp dazed underneath his green trucker … Continue reading →

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HCS (I, 10): The Night Of The Broken Crosses

Posted on April 3, 2012 by g-mo

“This shit is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S.” -Gwen Stefani The Depends Diapers incident is aforementioned, and although urine was not involved in any of the antics I witnessed afterward, there was revelry. It was calm at first, nothing more than bearded, gruff … Continue reading →

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