38 - 1954 The Lost Angels and their own guests dined alone, none from other camps invited. I made a 45 second speech of appreciation, ending by saying that the camp should not be called "IDst Angels," but instead "Where Angels come to find themselves. 11 Corny! Anyway, all the other grateful guests followed by pouring forth their encomiums, a jolly and festive last supper. We were seated early on the logs in front of what must be the world's most beautiful natural stage for...
