Just got back from the Alumni Day at camp. Ahhh. There’s just something about being up there that recharges the soul. Did a little copper enameling (and found out my knowledge there was still good), and attempted (but failed) to do the newer dances. It would help if I could tell my right from my left without having to think about it. Then again, it took me three years to learn the yeminite step in Ma Navu (you know… lean lean step turn step together step… aren’t those the words?). I had fun wearing my 1975-era camp shirt, and my daughter wore her 1971-era “Hilltop” sweatshirt, as well as the 1988 Alumni Weekend T-shirt.
Didn’t meet any other livejournalers up there, but I’m sure some were there. I also got to see some old friends (for example, Tom Redler, who was a teacher of mine in Religious School and the original Chief Texaco and a 1950 CHK alumni), but there were a lot fewer folks from my years there than I would have expected. I did find it interesting how entire periods of camp history seem to be reconned away (retroactive continuity): there’s never any mention of Paul Roberts, who was camp director between Steve and Howard, nor of any of the directors of Hilltop (starting with Steve Makeoff and Chuck Feldman).
I am glad to seem them attempting to rebuild the camp alumni association: I’ve been on it since it was the “Camp Commission” and then “Friends of the Camp”. There are whole eras of alumni missing, though, or at least they didn’t come to the event today.
They are already talking about another event, and they say it will be at Hilltop. GHC or CHK… I’ll be there. It recharges my soul. Now to eat dinner, make sure everthing is packed, and get on the 10:45pm flight to Baltimore!
[Crossposted to cahwyguy, chk_is_life, and ghc_for_life]
