Thursday, July 25, 2013
My first camp experience filled with frogs and something kind of odd under my bunk!
Summertime brings back great camp memories. Born and raised on the east coast, I had my first camp experience at age 8...sleep away for seven weeks. I was a major tomboy, so I loved the whole camp experience, and quickly found a new hobby...looking for frogs under my cabin. I would wedge my body under the cabin and dig around, collecting all the frogs I could find. But one day, I found something white poking out from under the dirt. I dug around it and reached into the ground to pull out...a skeleton bone. Of course, being 8, I thought it was a dinosaur bone! The camp director was less than thrilled when I ran up to him during a tour and shouted, "HEY!! LOOK WHAT I FOUND UNDER MY BUNK!"