The only time I remember Dave Davenport put glasses on was when he got behind the wheel of the old white hearse.  Yep – Order of Chanco initiation night, old camp 1981 or so:

Now I had been in that old hearse blindfolded as a camper, I think Charley was at the wheel…. Phew! And Charley was – shall we say a bit liberal about the traffic laws on that special night. So I had an “Oh yea!” moment when “the hearse ride” came up years later… But there was something – well a bit more serious about getting in that ‘thing’ with your eyes open… And I didn’t know what to expect with the new Director Dave…

Anyway, I think we might have had ten kids and staff packed in the morbid mobile that night. Dave slipped in the car with that wily grin of his. Sitting in the back, I’m sure we were all “having real concerns” about the seriousness of his notorious “Hell in a hand basket” comments at that point. I remember Dave kinda looked back at us as if to say, “New staff; I love ya, but I’m going to scare the ba-jesus out of you!”…

Then suddenly, digging in his pocket, Dave brought up these thick, black, ‘old lady style’ glasses, a hard plastic pair I’m sure he grabbed off the discount rack at some penny drugstore stop-and-go in Surry. You know, buy some gum, maybe some smoke bombs, a coke, a PIER OF GLASSES!!! OH OH OH!... We were in trouble!

I remember looking over at Hillary Brown and Mark Kinser in suspicion, maybe some slight panic, thinking, “What can I tie myself down with? They have to tie those coffins down in this thing somehow…” Of coarse Hillery 'the old timer' was looking at my reaction, reading my mind, looking like a saw toothed panther in the dim moonlight….B)