Harry Karaoke, baby teeth in the storage room, “Did you see what BT was wearing?” the time that the cook staff got handed their ass from the few Harry events. These memories will be embedded in my head forever. The people I met and worked with day to day: Rashawn, Aaron, Lucky and Zina, among many, many others who the list is far too long for this blog. I love them all, we shared our lives, future trips, phone numbers, social accounts with each other, and still stay in touch.
We learned from the fifty-five plus crowd. They are the neediest, most entitled generation, the very shit they point their fingers at younger generations for being, and some of them, like all people, suck. They love attention, more than anything. Harry Karaoke was their star! He was a one-man band, an overrated performer by the seniors and resorts in Mesa. Wagon Wheel, damn you Darius Rucker, (Hey Maserati!) was a must sing on the live music play list, as well as Tennessee Whiskey. After hearing those two songs drone on, shitty version and after shitty version, watching all the line dancers dancing to them, day in and day out, made me realize just how sheepish people are.
My experience as a work camper at Valle del Oreo was great, albeit the rent TOO expensive. The people connection was my favorite, and this was the first experience where the atmosphere was good too. I have learned and evolved in the skills of the kitchen. I moved on to more kitchen adventures, but still hold my friends from the Oreo close to my heart as well as the many other work campers I have met, drank with, and socialized with. Thanks to all of you in Arizona who made my days brighter, my experience better than the last, and most of all, I hope to see each and every one of you on the road.
My apologies for ending the Oreo blog abruptly. I have been gone from Arizona since April and the excitement and helium of the experience fades with time when it comes to writing. Maria and I are now in Oregon. Hopefully, if fiction does not get in my way, I can continue this blog and bring you all out to the western frontier and write you some great stuff. In the meantime, follow my socials for a more up to date history, reels, shorts and mischievous events (yeah, right) goings on. Thanks for joining me on the journey, and for reading! Love you all!
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Tim Eagle is an author of the novellas Stolen Seed and Krae. He lives full time, on the road, with his wife, Maria and their dog, Cocoa. He grew up in Michigan and is inspired by the dysfunction, insanity, and nepotism of rural America. His books are available on Amazon, godless and this site timeaglefiction.com Thanks for reading, tune in next week for the next chapter...