My friend Lindsey Burnham is another person I love dearly. We met in Junior High in Seventh Grade but didn’t become close friends until the next year when we were partners in Mr. Finn’s Algebra I class. Bonding over pumpkin seeds and You’ve Got Mail, it didn’t take long for me to realise that Lindsey was a kindred spirit (as Anne of Green Gables would say). The above photo is of Lindsey and me right before I moved to Canada in September of 2005. See how it looks like we were crying? We were.
Over the years I have had a lot of nicknames for Lindsey, from “The Burn” to “My Snow-Pea Sister.” We have even had joint nicknames–this year at Girls’ Camp Lindsey and I became “CL.” All of the campers who attended our music class learned to call us CL and we had fun trying to set a good example of clean fun.
Here is CL captured in the process of a “CL Kick,” a reward for the girls who sang especially loud during music classes. I don’t know why, but for some reason our campers found this amusing. I am thinking we should take our show on the road–I hear Barnum and Bailley are hiring.

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