tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15845843.post3780854912542733115..comments2024-03-12T22:58:41.830-05:00Comments on Give Me Your Handrew: Unanswered QuestionsGMYHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16431029754595900511noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15845843.post-21754529189163840202008-11-28T15:12:00.000-06:002008-11-28T15:12:00.000-06:00I went through confirmation at Cletus around '93, ...I went through confirmation at Cletus around '93, and we went on a similar retreat. <BR/><BR/>I can honestly say I haven't thought of it in years. It was in southern Wisconsin somewhere. There was a big room where the whole group came together for some soulful conversation. <BR/><BR/>We definitely spent the night. There were rooms with bunks and we were gender segregated. <BR/><BR/>It was really weird. I didn't remember the letters from family thing until reading your post. That definitely happened. I think I got a book from my parents too. <BR/><BR/>The only defining memory I have of the whole thing is that the guys in my room were yelling and laughing in the middle of the night and Klees came in and yelled "I would like to invite you all to shut the fuck up." You don't forget stuff like that, but if it weren't for that, I probably would have never thought about the weekend again. Until reading your post. Needless to say we all laughed for the remainder of the night after the pastor dropped an F bomb on us. In anger. <BR/><BR/>My brother was conscripted into chaperoning the group that went about 5 or 6 years ago, so it's still part of the program. <BR/><BR/>This all needs further investigation. Why is that none of us can remember much about it?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15845843.post-63807952078105373672008-11-25T17:38:00.000-06:002008-11-25T17:38:00.000-06:00I also forgot to mention that Dan received aqua so...I also forgot to mention that Dan received aqua socks as a present from his parents. This may provide some more insight. I don't know what I received, other than a healthy dose of barbiturates.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15845843.post-27422638777484536682008-11-25T17:06:00.000-06:002008-11-25T17:06:00.000-06:00Sounds a lot like our senior year retreat called K...Sounds a lot like our senior year retreat called Kairos. I'm sure that as a bar-certified attorney you know that to be Latin for "On God's time". As soon as we walked in the door we had to give up our watches , every clock was covered, etc. <BR/><BR/>We had the whole letters episode, crying, very little sleep. Ours was a couple of days I believe. We also had student "leaders" that gave speeches. Did you? <BR/><BR/>Ours was also completely shrouded in secrecy from anyone that hadn't been on it yet. Anyone that talked about it at a party stopped as soon as someone walked in from "the outside." <BR/><BR/>Of course, I was also deposed by the county DA regarding a priest (who has since been defrocked and spent time in jail) regarding his "improper" behavior, so maybe I'm a little biased.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07938702383254936112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15845843.post-3635050755446245132008-11-25T08:56:00.000-06:002008-11-25T08:56:00.000-06:00What Mongo and I do on the weekends is no one's fu...What Mongo and I do on the weekends is no one's fucking business. And you're right, I should have grabbed that girl's boob. But only if I wanted to be thrown from the stage by Mongo.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15845843.post-2721276064249426452008-11-25T08:13:00.000-06:002008-11-25T08:13:00.000-06:00I am more concerned with what you were doing with ...I am more concerned with what you were doing with Steve McMichael or why you were not grabbing a little fake boob from that girl in the white shirt.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15845843.post-26172605924907499552008-11-25T01:58:00.000-06:002008-11-25T01:58:00.000-06:00I think we took a school bus. Maybe. I can't fat...I think we took a school bus. Maybe. I can't fathom how we would have spent the night...several dozen 15 year-olds....chicks and dudes mixed together? I have no memories of "the next morning"...wouldn't we have had to shower, bring a change of clothes, etc? <BR/><BR/>Ugggh. Thanks for bringing up a strange, buried religious memory from the past. Hopefully this is the only repressed rape buried in my skull.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15845843.post-45307794899286384302008-11-24T19:47:00.000-06:002008-11-24T19:47:00.000-06:00Definitely gray. Walked a lot? Are you sure we d...Definitely gray. Walked a lot? Are you sure we didn't spend the night there? How did we get there?GMYHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16431029754595900511noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15845843.post-12836908508128676132008-11-24T19:32:00.000-06:002008-11-24T19:32:00.000-06:00Things are coming back...I think it was in Wiscons...Things are coming back...I think it was in Wisconsin, and it was pretty grey outside most of the time...and I think we walked a lot. <BR/><BR/>But there is NO WAY IN FUCK that we spent the night there, dude. That's awefulAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com