Glacier National Park, July 1973. We set out to take only short hike. We packed no sack lunches; we carried only a bag of Fig Newtons. We wandered for hours, and I ate most of the cookies.
Also: (1) I am holding a plastic bottle of baby oil. Foolish, fair-skinned teen! (2) I have a nose guard clipped to my sunglasses. Ha!
3 comments:
I believe it's the Air Force manual that mentions Fig Newtons as survival rations.
I used to love them, but I haven't eaten one since 1973.
It is very much a kid thing.
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