RIP Rosa.

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When I was a camp counselor the bus driver would pile all the sleeping bags and stuff in the last row and the seat across the back.

I'd lie on top of the stack and wait for the HUGE bump on Little Tunjunga road....You could get serious air-about 3 feet - and land back on top of the pile.

Plus,
If you happened to hook up with one of the gals.......

The back of the bus wasn't such a bad place.