Every Saturday morning at 7 AM a resident scoots around on a golf cart, beating on a pan and shouting, "BREAKFAST". Most of us are aware that we can't sleep in on Saturdays but it can be a shock to guests or newcomers. Last year, my daughter and grandchildren were visiting and the clatter outside the window caused the kids to dive out of their sleeping bags and the dog to shoot up the stairs and jump into bed with us. He was shivering and scared to death. One person in the camp didn't take it so well, though. She called the Sheriff every Saturday and charged the pot-banger with disturbing the peace. As a result, the noise came to a halt. Needless to say, she's not back this season and the ritual continues.
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