For those of you who did not have the pleasure of knowing Uncle Mel, he had a special way with words- an eloquent point of view tinged with an abundance of charisma that made anything he wrote a masterful journey into the English language, whether it was a poem, short story, or even a letter to Larry Himmel. I had the honor of being able to read some of his work that he would summon up on his manual typewriter, and though he didn't think much of them, I realized I was in the presence of a someone who moved me with his words like a Steinbeck or a Hemingway. When I write today, I am constantly thinking, "what would Wasko think of this?" and his spirit seems to guide me along.
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| Marge & Mel Wasko |
Spending time with family and friends, enjoying time together- laughing, eating and competing at games- are my happiest moments. All of us campers embody that notion when we meet out at a certain spot in the Yuha Desert under the shadow of Mount Signal, keeping the Wagonmaster's legacy alive and well at Rancho Del Wasko.


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