Before the lawn was stomped down.<\/p>\n
Before the placenta was fried with two brown eggs.<\/p>\n
Before the dog barked at us both.<\/p>\n
Before Mom deemed us, \u201cPerfect Gentlemen.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before Ms. Ann sewed two black suits down the middle for us.<\/p>\n
Before we were the Blues Brothers for an entire October.<\/p>\n
Before we loved October for an entire October.<\/p>\n
Before we wore that same suit to Ms. Ann\u2019s funeral because it just made sense.<\/p>\n
Before we were too small, too slight to be pallbearers on Hudson Ave.<\/p>\n
Before we sat Shiva at Red Robin<\/p>\n
Before we ordered last and still couldn\u2019t make up our minds<\/p>\n
Before we found a book about two-hearted things.<\/p>\n
Before we learned God was another word for Beast.<\/p>\n
Before timidity took.<\/p>\n
Before Mom assured us once more, \u201cYou are always my gentlemen.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before we went to the Renaissance Fair when we each got a turkey leg.<\/p>\n
Before the teen emperor yelled, \u201cHeresy!\u201d<\/p>\n
Before the chambermaids sang softly from the dopesick stage.<\/p>\n
Before Dad suggested, \u201cIf you like being outside\u2026Then it\u2019s probably time to get you two to camp.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before camp.<\/p>\n
Before they found us a camp.<\/p>\n
Before we packed two bucket hats, two pairs of sunglasses.<\/p>\n
Before that very first night.<\/p>\n
Before we scooted our bunks together that very first night.<\/p>\n
Before the fox-faced boy from Blaine County whispered, \u201cSiamese disease\u201d and we swung first.<\/p>\n
Before our first punch failed.<\/p>\n
Before we laughed the whole thing funny.<\/p>\n
Before we dropped the J-bomb on Bunkhouse 5.<\/p>\n
Before the tetherball snapped and everyone snapped.<\/p>\n
Before the lice check.<\/p>\n
Before the all-clear.<\/p>\n
Before we signed up to sing choir because the archery class had filled.<\/p>\n
Before we harmonized on \u201cShenandoah\u201d and the altos cried.<\/p>\n
Before we learned how to run on all fours.<\/p>\n
Before the anchor.<\/p>\n
Before the baton pass.<\/p>\n
Before the bad finish.<\/p>\n
Before they played \u201cWe Are the Champions.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before we weren\u2019t champions.<\/p>\n
Before we guarded Counselor Dane in the half-court.<\/p>\n
Before Dane said, \u201cYour shadow\u2019s incredible.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before you told him not to be stupid and then dreamed of his big mouth for five consecutive nights.<\/p>\n
Before the invite.<\/p>\n
Before we all sat fireside.<\/p>\n
Before we all agreed it was too hot for fireside.<\/p>\n
Before we all agreed the Pack-God Diss Track was corny.<\/p>\n
Before I looked away so you could do your thing.<\/p>\n
Before Dane said, \u201cDon\u2019t do that ever. Like ever.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before you jumped up.<\/p>\n
Before I jumped up.<\/p>\n
Before you fell down.<\/p>\n
Before I fell down.<\/p>\n
Before the nurse stitched your knee and I felt the pain.<\/p>\n
Before you knew pain.<\/p>\n
Before I knew pain.<\/p>\n
Before we dropped our towel and dared them to look.<\/p>\n
Before we dropped our voice and begged for a listen.<\/p>\n
Before that night.<\/p>\n
Before the Mobster-&-Coppers Dinner on July 41st.<\/p>\n
Before we broke out our suit and Ms. Ann\u2019s seams held up well.<\/p>\n
Before we sang while they suppered.<\/p>\n
Before they no longer chewed.<\/p>\n
Before our standing ovation in front of the entire dining hall.<\/p>\n
Before we knew the kind of choir we were.<\/p>\n
Before the before.<\/p>\n
Before, before, before.<\/p>\n
Before the too-quick end: that final morning, when thunder collapsed the lake; that final night, when the lake collapsed the camp; when the power stopped powering things; and they sent us all home.<\/p>\n
Before that was\u2014as they say\u2014that.<\/p>\n
Yes.<\/p>\n
Before that.<\/p>\n
All of that.<\/p>\n
We learned as babies, small and vole, pink and naked against our mother\u2019s chest.<\/p>\n
The truth.<\/p>\n
That.<\/p>\n
One of us could eat.<\/p>\n
And we would both have our fill.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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