The New Branch Organizer

It’s all fun and games until someone gets their eye poked out

Michael, Joe, and I were leaving for Detroit, maybe for summer camp, maybe forever, each of us scrambling for money and rides. Meanwhile, the Los Angeles I.S. Branch was being “reorganized” by the the Detroit Executive Committee, what you could describe as our High Council.

The E.C. figured our youthful Red Tide energy— a.k.a/ 24/7 devotion— would be be…