Tangier Sound

So Patrick is walking through the dining hall towards the chow line. All of a sudden a camper who he has been working with for the last three days begins jumping up and down in his wheelchair shouting that it’s really him. The real Patrick Costello has actually come here to teach us music. It appears that this chap visits Tangier Sound on a regular basis. He thought that it was curious that the fellow working at camp had the same name but he just knew that it could not be “the” Patrick Costello. Needless to say everyone had a good laugh and Patrick got to use some of his Elvis-isms.

The workshops are going well. Patrick is coming up with some very creative ways to work around physical obstacles. Bottle slides, lap guitar steels, thumb picks, harmonica racks and straps are being held, taped, bent and modified. He tells me that music is being made and songs are being sung. HIs next step is to recruit the maintenance crew to fabricate some special purpose hardware that may facilitate easier fingerboard work. He also revisited his own maintenance-man past by repairing a critical air conditioning unit.

Mammals are now well represented along with snakes and spiders. There is a pair of raccoons so grossly fat that they can barely walk and just flat fall off trees. Apparently there is a salad making plant and a burrito factory nearby. These critters are living large and loving every minute. Maybe we need a fat raccoon czar to intervene.

- He tells me that he survived his tour on the hug patrol.
- Today is the hog roast. Lots of fun as long as you are not the hog.
- More workshops and music.

Peace to all,
Pat Costello (Dear Old Dad)