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Grinch at Squam


The Grinch at Squam

-with apologies to Dr. Seuss!

Every Loon down in Loonville liked RDC a lot…

But the Grinch, who spent all his summers across the lake, did NOT!

The Grinch hated RDC!  The whole summer season!

Now, please don’t ask why.  No one quite knows the reason.

It might be the sailboats, kayaks and hydrobikes

Or doing the laundry, which he really dislikes,

But I think that the most likely reason of all,

May have been that his heart was two sizes too small.

Whatever the reason, His heart or his hampers,

He stood there in summer, hating the campers,

Staring out from his cove with a sour, grumpy scowl,

At the happy-go-lucky swimmers, in their flip-flops and towels.

“And what’s happening with canoes!  He snarled with a sneer,

“Going backwards, even swamping, with their hands trying to steer!”

Then he growled, with his green fingers nervously drumming,

“I MUST find some way to stop the campers from coming!”

Because next Saturday, more campers would arrive,

They’d come with bicycles and racquets, from the west and east.

And then every night the campers would sit down to a feast.

And they’d feast!  And they’d feast!  And they’d FEAST!


They would feast on gluten free chicken parmigian, ice cream, and roast beast.

Which was something the Grinch couldn’t stand in the least!

And THEN they’d do something he liked least of all!

Every Camper in RDC, the tall and the small,

Would go to the Playhouse, with fiddles-a –playing.

They’d stand hand-in-hand.  And then they’d start dancing!

They’d dance!  And they’d dance!  And they’d DANCE!  DANCE!  DANCE!  DANCE!

And the more the Grinch thought of this Summer Square Dance,

The more the Grinch thought, “I must take a chance!”

“Why, for fifty-three years I’ve put up with it now!”

I MUST stop next week from coming!  But HOW?

Then he got an idea!  An awful idea!


“I know just what to do!”  The Grinch laughed like a rat.

And he made a quick RDC t-shirt and hat.

“What a neat little trick!” he said with a chuckle and laugh

“With these cool clothes, I look just like Rec Staff!”

Then he loaded some bags and some old empty sacks,

On a little golf cart he sped down the dirt tracks,

Toward the cabins where the campers lay asnooze in the beds.

All their windows were dark; quiet filled the crisp air.

All the Campers were dreaming sweet dreams without care.

When he came to the first house with a little lawn chair.

“This is stop number one,” the old Grinch hissed,

And he opened the door, empty bags in his fist.

He walked in the living room, the fireplace still aglow,

And he saw the puzzles, games, and books, sitting all in a row.

“These bathing suits,” he grinned, “are the first things to go!”

Then he slithered and slunk, up to no good,

Pranced around the whole room, and took everything he could!

Frisbees!  Racquets!  Laptops!  Fishing Gear!

Monopoly!  Chessboards!  Baseball gloves!  Even the beer!

And he stuffed them in bags.  Then tiptoeing across the floor,

Threw all the bags, one by one, out the door!

He did the same thing to other Rock and Deep houses

Leaving crumbs much too small for the chipmunks and mouses!

It was near dawn.  Bell Tower hadn’t rung, twas too early to start,

All the campers were still snoozing when he packed up his cart,

Packed it up with their goodies!  The gloves and the balls!

The kayaks!  Bicycles!  The playing cards and dolls!

A thousand feet up!  Up Mount Rattlesnake,

He rode to the tiptop to dump his huge take!

“Pooh Pooh to the Campers!” he said with grinchly gall.

“They’ll find out Squam Lake is boring, no fun at all!

“They’re just waking up!  I know just what they’ll do!”

“Their mouths will hang open a minute or two,

Then the Campers in RDC will all cry Boo Hoo!”

“That’s a noise,” grinned the Grinch, “That I simply MUST hear!”

So he paused.  And the Grinch put his hand to his ear.

And he did hear noises rising over the trees.

It started in low.  It carried in the breeze.

But the sound wasn’t sad!  Why, this sound sounded happy!

It couldn’t be so!

But it WAS downright sappy!

He stared down at RDC!  The Grinch popped his eyes!

Then he shook!  What he saw was a shocking surprise!

Every RDC camper, the tall and the small,

Was having fun!  Hiking, swimming, singing, with no gizmos at all!


They were having a a blast, every man, woman, child!

And the Grinch, his Grinch-feet as cold as ice from the lake,

Stood puzzling:  “How could it be?  Can’t they give me a break?

“There was no Journal, Globe or Times!”

“Not even the internet, ipods, or (like this poem) good rhymes!”

Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before!

“Maybe joy at RDC,” he thought, “doesn’t come from a store.”

“Maybe summer at Squam…means a little bit more!”

And what happened then?  Well…in RDC they say,

That the Grinch’s small heart grew three sizes that day!

And the minute his heart didn’t feel quite so tight,

He whizzed down Rattlesnake through the bright morning light,

And he brought back the games, kayaks, Frisbees – quite a sight!

And all the breakfast for the dining hall – the fruit salad, French toast, even hot chocolates

And he, HE HIMSELF!  The Grinch he prepared all the omelettes!

Poem by Andy Pugh for the RDC Talent Show, Augut 1, 2013.

Ice Harvest to begin Thursday

Ice Harvest to begin Thursday, February 7th



HOLDERNESS — After several postponements and much uncertainty, the annual Ice Harvest at Rockywold Deephaven Camps will begin on Thursday morning and go until Saturday.

RDC Ice Harvest

John Jurczynski, Rockywold Deephaven co-general manager, said, Tuesday, that the ice conditions are finally at the point they needed for the ice harvest, a tradition that has taken place at Rockywold Deephaven Camps for over 100 years. He explained that, if conditions hold, and the ice and equipment cooperate, the entire operation should take three full days to complete.

“The ice looks good and we will be starting everything on Thursday morning,” Jurczynski said. “If all goes right it should be done by Saturday.”

For those interested in the event, Jurczynski said that people should come by the winter office called Roswell. At the office, staff will warn ice truck drivers that people will be on the roads, as well as give directions for parking. They will also explain the best ways to walk to the ice field or the ices houses.

“This operation normally takes place mid-week making it difficult for working folks and school aged children to observe the harvest,” Jurczynski wrote in an e-mail to those interested in the Ice Harvest. “A Saturday ice harvest at RDC is a rare opportunity.”

He recommends that those who go to the event wear some form of crampons and dress warm. While various aspects of the operation take place from 7 a.m. to 4:30 p.m., the best times to view the operation are from 9 a.m. to noon and 12:30 to 2:30 p.m.

Jurczynski said that in his 23 years at RDC, this year has turned out to be one of the later ice harvests that he has been a part of. This was due to the recent wild weather that involved rain, warm temperatures and wind. It caused the ice to decrease and thickness significantly, but recent cold weather has made the conditions favorable.

As of Feb. 4, Jurczynski said there were 12 inches of poor quality ice at Squaw Cove and 10-and-a-quarter to 11 inches of beautiful black ice at Deep End. Eight of the 12 locations measured at Deep End were at 11 inches. He added that the weather may get close to 50 degrees on Monday, and the potential for this made it clear that the harvest needs to happen over the weekend.

Jurczynski said that each year about 14 people participate in the ice harvest. Many involved have done this for years. He said there are plenty of local residents and media outlets that come to view the event, as well as a fourth grade class from Holderness Central School.