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In 1929, "Chief" Brewster recruited the remarkable Albert Bryant from the Country Day School. Albert was to be the camp's cook for the next 54 summers. Albert was Jamaican by birth, with a stutter that was never an impediment to him; his wide grin and greeting "M-M-M-Monsieur!" were unforgettable, as were his legendary brownies, popovers and other treats. Campers and neighbors alike remember him as the owner of a succession of spotless Chevrolet convertibles in which he squired female acquaintenances on his days off. Evenings in camp he frequented the tennis court, playing an excellent game and remarking "S-S-S-Sorry!" (but not very) after making and expecially adept point. | In 1929, "Chief" Brewster recruited the remarkable Albert Bryant from the Country Day School. Albert was to be the camp's cook for the next 54 summers. Albert was Jamaican by birth, with a stutter that was never an impediment to him; his wide grin and greeting "M-M-M-Monsieur!" were unforgettable, as were his legendary brownies, popovers and other treats. Campers and neighbors alike remember him as the owner of a succession of spotless Chevrolet convertibles in which he squired female acquaintenances on his days off. Evenings in camp he frequented the tennis court, playing an excellent game and remarking "S-S-S-Sorry!" (but not very) after making and expecially adept point. | ||
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Revision as of 23:03, 16 February 2009
In 1929, "Chief" Brewster recruited the remarkable Albert Bryant from the Country Day School. Albert was to be the camp's cook for the next 54 summers. Albert was Jamaican by birth, with a stutter that was never an impediment to him; his wide grin and greeting "M-M-M-Monsieur!" were unforgettable, as were his legendary brownies, popovers and other treats. Campers and neighbors alike remember him as the owner of a succession of spotless Chevrolet convertibles in which he squired female acquaintenances on his days off. Evenings in camp he frequented the tennis court, playing an excellent game and remarking "S-S-S-Sorry!" (but not very) after making and expecially adept point.
