Say Geronimo


YMCA Camp, Davis, OK 1954
YMCA Camp, Davis, OK 1954

The pages of my many 1950s Life magazines are so brittle that they crumble into pieces as I gently turn them. In an effort to preserve their fun images for posterity, I offer you scenes from a mischievous boys’ camp from summer 1954.


Those boys were scoundrels! What nowadays could be construed as grounds for a lawsuit was all in good fun. I’m sure glad I was never the victim of a watery dawn raid.


31 thoughts on “Say Geronimo

  1. I used to read Life magazine any chance I had. I think Look had more pictures. Both were big glossy magazines I enjoyed as a kid. I think there may be a way to preserve those papers electronically. Not just with a camera. I hope you can save them.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Yeah, they’re scoundrels, for sure. Next up, a hotfoot for the camp cook. Upon return home, they tie grandpa to his chair by the ankles while he naps watching Lawrence Welk. Oh, what character building, Kerbey. I love your brittle magazines, by the way. Great job sharing the photos for posterity.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Ha! Too much fun – and a great way for the councilors to bond with the campers. Mind you it takes a special personality to encourage that. You know Kerbey when I was in about Grade 11 we were studying media production and our teacher was well connected. She actually got us studio time at a local cable TV station. We wrote and produced a made for TV play and we did the sets, all special effects and did all the studio functions except running the production board. We did the cameras, the stage management,, everything . It is quite a memory. Anyway, I digress. Being teens we did a farcical piece that had lots of creme pies in peoples’ faces. It turns out that creme is terrible on the face (and expensive). We experimented and found that shaving cream in aluminum pie plates, looked exactly like creme pies and was designed to smear on faces – it stuck just right and felt cool and wiped off easy, smelled nice, did not sting eyes and was fine to get in your mouth (and was cheap and didn’t stain clothing or props). Anyway, when I saw your photos it brought back that memory that I hadn’t considered for years. Thanks for the blast from the past.

    Liked by 1 person

      1. That would have been the early 70’s and the station DID keep the tape and they actually aired the piece late one night – much to our delight. That was not part of the plan but a wonderful bonus as we actually got to watch ourselves on TV (they told our teacher ahead of time so we could watch from home). Ha! I don’t have a copy though. πŸ˜€

        Liked by 1 person

  4. Wow, those magazines are almost eligible for social security! Impressive that they’ve held up for so long!

    I think even in this age, we’re still safe from “excessive shaving cream” and “water bucket wake-up” lawsuits! That camp sounds like tons of fun!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Kerbey…picture idea!…Someday I’d love to see your stack of old magazines and/or photos. It just keeps getting more and more impressive the more you post!

    Liked by 1 person

      1. You have your magazine in glass cases?!? I’m so darn impressed! You’re a true historian! Or “a regular historian” as they used to say!

        Liked by 1 person

      2. I love how they used to call people “regular” and have it mean something super cool! That definition has certainly been lost!

        Liked by 1 person

  6. I am enjoying the title of this, too. My grandkids chant this “new” song on the radio. Definitely can relate to reading Life magazines, Kerbey. I was born earlier by 20 (or more!) years than you so that 1954 was close to when I was born. Horrors!

    Liked by 1 person

Observation and Interpretation:

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s