The Boys of Seacamp

The summer of '98 was a couple of the craziest months in my life. The most memorable part of the whole experience is the friends that I made and the fun we had. We went scuba diving, fishing, snorkeling, drinking, and on and on. Kudos has to go out to Fitz, who saved us all from melancholy when he showed up with his boat and his wakeboard. Every extra minute we could find, we would fire up that motor and throw the rope in the water. Cheers to the boys of Seacamp.

The Boys: (l to r) Chris, me, Mike, Joel, Dwayne, and Domagoj.	Learn how to drive the damn boat, you kook!
This is the closest that Dom ever got to standing up on the wakeboard.	Mike and Joel cruising in Fitz's boat.
The boys (sans Dwayne) again. Mike and I were continual asked if we were brothers.	Domagoj seen here fertilizing the bushes in true Croatian fashion.