I voted no in the dream poll but the truth is I almost never remember dreams. I might be dreaming about it every night but I would never know.
When I woke up from the dream, about 2 hours ago, I got on here and searched for the “Doper’s” name, wondering if who I called was a real poster.
Now I cannot remember the name I searched.
Yes on all parts. I do sometimes remember dreams – I wouldn’t go as far as “almost never” – but I very often don’t. So my “no” vote should really be “not that my conscious mind knows of.”
I didn’t count my one wisdom tooth removal; IIRC it was under anaesthesia but it was outpatient. I only needed to have one removed. Thank you, Mother and Zweiback!
ETA: Oh, on the car question. I would be or would have been loyal to a couple of specific cars, but the companies stopped making them. I wouldn’t say I was loyal to the company, as they were different companies and I didn’t particularly want, or even disliked, some other cars made by that company. (I loved my SAAB 95, and the original 4WD hatchback Toyota Tercel. I never owned, but grew up with as a family car and often also rode in friends’, and also loved, the original VW Beetle.)
The search field likely “remembers” said term.
Literally JUST learned that I can undo and change my vote in SDMB polls. So I voted ‘yes’, even though I technically found out immediately prior to making my new poll about changing poll votes.
Well, yes, but I couldn’t remember. Had I not made the poll I likely would have forgotten about the dream altogether by now.
I went to day camps exclusively, however once a summer they’d have a sleepover.
In Ohio the “sleepover” was under some army surplus pup tents, in a muddy field during a rainstorm. Bugs and worms galore. Note during the school year the place was a military school…
In Florida my supervisors, most notably a WW2 Army Air Corps veteran who became my biology teacher a couple of years later, had us camp out in the school’s backyard, with state of the art tents with bottoms, no rain.
I only went to a sleep away camp once (for a week), and it was a Girl Scout camp. So, not Gucci like Camp Mystic.
Oh! I totally forgot about the Lazy J! My Girl Scout troop spent a long weekend at this dude ranch in the Malibu Canyon. Sounds schmancy, but it wasn’t really. They did have horses, but we didn’t ride. We groomed them and cleaned their “stalls.” I also won a shooting contest with bb guns. First and last time I’ve done shooting of any kind.
I never went to summer camp. I was a decidedly not-outdoorsy kid: I was unathletic, couldn’t swim, and had no interest in anything woodsy or such. My parents never even suggested camp to me; I guess they knew better.
(My sister, who’s three years younger than me, went to summer camp several times, and loved it.)
I grew up in the 1960s and 1970s. Never even heard of these kinds of camps back then. We used to swim in a nearby creek or use the hose in the yard to cool off. We never even had a membership to the local pool although we would occasionally visit with a daily entrance fee.
My parents loved to travel and we would go on vacations every year as well as lots of day trips to local places of interest.
I’ve never heard of camp mystic. But i did go to overnight camp many summers. The camp i went to had 2 week sessions. And maybe i sometimes went to two of them in the same summer?
It was the camp on the Guadalupe River in Texas which was wiped out by last weekend’s flood, and where a number of campers were likely killed.
Oh. It was just one camp? That was a huge death toll for a single camp. Maybe more than all the people at my summer camp.
My first thought: What’s Camp Mystic? How do I know if it was like Camp Mystic if I don’t know what Camp Mystic is?
Even knowing what it is, The addition of “like Camp Mystic” makes the question more confusing, not less: how much “like Camp Mystic” does it have to be to qualify?
Crossed?
The entire area was devastated by the flood, but that particular camp has been in the news a lot; it looks like the current count is 27 campers and counselors were killed or are still missing.
Camp Osceola near Big Bear, CA. One week stays in 1974 and 1975 when I was 11-12. It was a YMCA camp and besides the required daily outdoor chapel attendance, it was a lot of fun. It included an overnight backpacking trip to the peak of Old Grayback (San Gorgonio Mountain - the highest peak in Southern California) and participation in the Osceola Olympics. My friend and I were the only beach kids among a lot of inner-city children so our cabin swept all of the swimming events.
ETA: Before I looked it up, I thought Camp Mystic must be the name of the camp in Meatballs or Friday the 13th.
I knew immediately what Camp Mystic was.
My mother didn’t get a job until I was old enough to be on my own. No camp for me,
My parents sent me to a christain-themed summer camp called Camp Arrah Wanna (which resulted in some inevitable wordplay on the name). We were there for a week, staying in cabins (that were not near any river). It looks like the site still operates.
Also, there was a week of Boy Scout camp, which was most often the camp on the north shore of Spirit Lake (in the current blast zone of Mt. St Helens).
This was in addition to family camping trips to various locations – my dad eventually resorted to to renting a trailer to carry all the crap he needed to have on our camping trips.
I went to a different kind of summer camp. We did a 6-week canoe trip through the Allagash Waterway in Maine. Slept in tents. Canoed all day. Food flown in once a week. Did it two years in a row. Great experience.