I TOUCHED YOUR DRIFTWOOD

On December 31, 2011, a digital camera washed ashore on the beaches of Montauk, NY. Inside remained the drowned memories of a young girl. Until her identity and that of her loved ones can be restored, a reality has been fabricated from the threads she left floating behind.

If you recognize the people in these photos please put me in contact with them so i may return the images from their epic adventure.

Itouchedyourdriftwood@gmail.com

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Uh Oh! Olga and Elana are getting a little wild. Here is little back story…Olga comes from an Irish Russian background. She would be the Han Solo of the group due to her dashing looks and craving for adventure. Her Aunt Anna, the wild aunt, took her out when she was younger and she got three piercings. Two in her ears and one which will be revealed later. She is a “fly by the seat of her pants” kind of girl but always ends up making the right decision. But one never knows whats in store when Elana is around. Careful girls.  4/128

Uh Oh! Olga and Elana are getting a little wild. Here is little back story…Olga comes from an Irish Russian background. She would be the Han Solo of the group due to her dashing looks and craving for adventure. Her Aunt Anna, the wild aunt, took her out when she was younger and she got three piercings. Two in her ears and one which will be revealed later. She is a “fly by the seat of her pants” kind of girl but always ends up making the right decision. But one never knows whats in store when Elana is around. Careful girls. 

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Gomer……Put your matching velour top back on. What we have have here is a classic Gomer excited face. When you can no longer see his eyes, his nose scrunches up pig like and he has begun to remove his clothing you know wild times are close by. Hopefully things don’t get to out of hand.  3/218

Gomer……Put your matching velour top back on. What we have have here is a classic Gomer excited face. When you can no longer see his eyes, his nose scrunches up pig like and he has begun to remove his clothing you know wild times are close by. Hopefully things don’t get to out of hand. 

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Synchronized Dance time! Here are two of Natasha’s besties Olga and Elena dancing it out one night. Check out these moves. 

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Here we have Natasha, but all her friends call her Naty. Over the next 218 photos we will get to know Naty extremely well, through ups and downs, explorations on distant lands, and some crazy nights.  Here we have typical Naty sunning it up on the beach after a dip. Due to her Autosomal Dominant Compelling HelioOphthalmic Outburst Syndrome she is often wearing such large glasses to keep from sneezing all day long. Looking good Naty.  1/218

Here we have Natasha, but all her friends call her Naty. Over the next 218 photos we will get to know Naty extremely well, through ups and downs, explorations on distant lands, and some crazy nights. 

Here we have typical Naty sunning it up on the beach after a dip. Due to her Autosomal Dominant Compelling HelioOphthalmic Outburst Syndrome she is often wearing such large glasses to keep from sneezing all day long. Looking good Naty. 

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A young lady named Nicole contacted me about a week ago about finding a digital camera on the side of the highway while fixing a flat tire. She asked if she could send the SD card to me in hopes that I might be able to use the images and get in contact with the owner. Well the SD card arrived this weekend with 218 photos/videos from 1998 on it. Game on!

A young lady named Nicole contacted me about a week ago about finding a digital camera on the side of the highway while fixing a flat tire. She asked if she could send the SD card to me in hopes that I might be able to use the images and get in contact with the owner. Well the SD card arrived this weekend with 218 photos/videos from 1998 on it.

Game on!

Cue the theme from Wonder Years.  So after the evening’s festivities were over the girls sat around the fire recapping their night. Now maybe it was the crescent moon that evening but something changed. Angie admitted that just after their first kiss she told JTT she never wanted to see him again. Now that high school was over she was ready for a new life, new friends, and no more high school boy drama. This sparked something in the already emotional Allie who hopped across the fire pouncing upon Angie. Peaches ran over and tried to pull them apart but just got sucked into it. The three throwing punches and kicking and screaming rolled along the beach. Kim and Sarlaac standing on the outside gave eachother a shrug and both hopped in. Now here we have the bestest friends all tumbling around the beach, every punch pushing their friendship further and further away. Until there wasnt another kick, another scream, another slap left in them. They all lie down on the beach out of breathe, as their wounds bleed into the sand. One by one they get up walk different directions, leaving our poor Allie, blood pouring from her nose, sitting alone. Allie slowly gets up. Discovering her camera in her pocket she stares at it for a minute. Then begins to run. Towards the water. And with all her strength throws it into the Atlantic Ocean.  Angie, Allie, Peaches, Sarlaac and Kim have not spoken since this night. 

Cue the theme from Wonder Years. 

So after the evening’s festivities were over the girls sat around the fire recapping their night. Now maybe it was the crescent moon that evening but something changed. Angie admitted that just after their first kiss she told JTT she never wanted to see him again. Now that high school was over she was ready for a new life, new friends, and no more high school boy drama. This sparked something in the already emotional Allie who hopped across the fire pouncing upon Angie. Peaches ran over and tried to pull them apart but just got sucked into it. The three throwing punches and kicking and screaming rolled along the beach. Kim and Sarlaac standing on the outside gave eachother a shrug and both hopped in. Now here we have the bestest friends all tumbling around the beach, every punch pushing their friendship further and further away. Until there wasnt another kick, another scream, another slap left in them. They all lie down on the beach out of breathe, as their wounds bleed into the sand. One by one they get up walk different directions, leaving our poor Allie, blood pouring from her nose, sitting alone. Allie slowly gets up. Discovering her camera in her pocket she stares at it for a minute. Then begins to run. Towards the water. And with all her strength throws it into the Atlantic Ocean. 

Angie, Allie, Peaches, Sarlaac and Kim have not spoken since this night. 

Walking along this beach you can almost feel the energy left over from their epic night. Like a crime scene investigator you walk along discovering a bit more every step. An old bonfire that once burned so high the ambers turned into stars. You can almost hear the crackles morph into the cackles of young Sarlacc’s laugh as she watched upon Peaches and Allie play egg toss. The warmth of the fire still emitting from the sand covered in the footsteps of young america. The imprint of a blanket being the only untouched patch where young couple of the year Angie and JTT shared their first monumental kiss. This was their night. All of them, down upon the beach…together. Because the next time they see sky it will be over a different town, the next time they take a test it will be in some other school. Their parents want what’s best for them, but right now they got to do what’s right for them. Because its their time. Their time! Up there. Down here, on the beach, it’s our time. It’s our time down here. 

Walking along this beach you can almost feel the energy left over from their epic night. Like a crime scene investigator you walk along discovering a bit more every step. An old bonfire that once burned so high the ambers turned into stars. You can almost hear the crackles morph into the cackles of young Sarlacc’s laugh as she watched upon Peaches and Allie play egg toss. The warmth of the fire still emitting from the sand covered in the footsteps of young america. The imprint of a blanket being the only untouched patch where young couple of the year Angie and JTT shared their first monumental kiss. This was their night. All of them, down upon the beach…together. Because the next time they see sky it will be over a different town, the next time they take a test it will be in some other school. Their parents want what’s best for them, but right now they got to do what’s right for them. Because its their time. Their time! Up there. Down here, on the beach, it’s our time. It’s our time down here. 

On December 31, 2011 a digital camera washed ashore in Montauk, New York. On January 5, 2012 this tumblr was created. Then on January 12, 2012 we made contact with the owner of the camera! After we made sure they were actually the owners, they asked if we would remove the images from the site. I obliged. The photos and sd card that were to be doomed to the vast Atlantic will be returned to the rightful owner! Then the girls said that we could post one more to help with wrapping up the story.  Thanks Angie. 

On December 31, 2011 a digital camera washed ashore in Montauk, New York. On January 5, 2012 this tumblr was created. Then on January 12, 2012 we made contact with the owner of the camera! After we made sure they were actually the owners, they asked if we would remove the images from the site. I obliged. The photos and sd card that were to be doomed to the vast Atlantic will be returned to the rightful owner!

Then the girls said that we could post one more to help with wrapping up the story. 

Thanks Angie. 

Two thumbs up for swim-time! Ready to go. But the big question will be, who is the top chicken? Peaches is undefeated, so it’s not really a question. Who is willing to man up and have a chicken off against these two chucklers? French mani Peaches and Allie turquoise top will take them all down. Go get em’ girls.  21/127

Two thumbs up for swim-time! Ready to go. But the big question will be, who is the top chicken? Peaches is undefeated, so it’s not really a question. Who is willing to man up and have a chicken off against these two chucklers? French mani Peaches and Allie turquoise top will take them all down. Go get em’ girls. 

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Due to popular demand I have decided to interrupt my character introductions with a new photo of JTT.  Here we have JTT with his boy Chico. JTT runs a small gang of boys called the Wombats (See their gang sign). Chico is his second in command. When they were seven, after seeing “My Gir,l” they decided to become blood brothers and they have been running shit ever since. You can always tell the leader of the Wombats by the signature fluorescent green bracelet. The Wombats are not to be messed with.  9/127

Due to popular demand I have decided to interrupt my character introductions with a new photo of JTT. 

Here we have JTT with his boy Chico. JTT runs a small gang of boys called the Wombats (See their gang sign). Chico is his second in command. When they were seven, after seeing “My Gir,l” they decided to become blood brothers and they have been running shit ever since. You can always tell the leader of the Wombats by the signature fluorescent green bracelet. The Wombats are not to be messed with. 

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