These pictures are proof that I'm not Dave Bedno. While he usually
carries around a full 35mm SLR, I tend to carry around a stupid little
pocket camera that will automatically focus on the wrong thing and
automatically set the exposure wrong. These are the pictures that
turned out, which I then mangled with my poor scanner skills.
The first thing you see is the casino.
Even when folks aren't in classes, or at an dance put on by the
camp, you can find them dancing until it gets so late that the music
would bother other people. Several tourists seemed to think that the
dancing at the slab was a show being put on for their entertainment
and asked when the next show would be.
Gayle really wanted to buy this sailor outfit but was concerned over
the money. She ended up buying the top, and didn't notice when Jim
bought the skirt and slipped it in the bag without telling her. She
certainly makes it look good.
And here, she makes me look good.
Jeff (from Knoxville) , Colin, Larry, Ryan, Jim
Sweeny, Todd, Heather, Jen, Colin
Rob Wilson's back. By the time my little camera gets done focusing one never
knows what it will end up taking a picture of.
Here's one of Ting's back.
Pete Jacob's Wartime Radio Review played a Conga.
Mo of Orange County has been following me around. He was at the last
three swing camps that I went to.
Julia and Johnny
Julia and Larry
My purple zoot suit with my new hat
and my green zoot suit jacket and yellow pants. I was worried that it
would be too subtle.
When I ordered my kilt from
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