I used to work at a summer Air Cadet camp in Penhold Alberta. The greatest part of the job is that I lived on the air force base at the time and could just walk to work. I chose to sleep in the barracks with all my other mates but that didn't mean that I had to give up all the comforts of home.
Our barrack room had air fans and television and personally I couldn't go to sleep without my fancy colored granny blanket. No scratchy fire proof ratty pieces of blanket for me. I am not some savage. That is my blanket so the guy who is sleeping has to be me.
Seeing this picture on Facebook reminded me of those good summers - best and most fun a teen could get. It was being an instructor and leader at summer cadet camp that got me to go into teaching so I owe those times a lot. I learned instructional technique and how to organize large herds of teens to do what I was ordering them to do, often when they were committed to doing something else.
It's funny how you look back on only certain things with fondness as you age further and further away from your past. Only some events or moments or jobs stand the test of time like working at Cadet Camp Penhold, making me wish I could go back to those days, even for just one more final wing parade.
Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.