Another Great Weekend
July 12, 2010 1 Comment
I had a great weekend at camp. I really do love that place. I think I might be interested in working again if I had a job lined up early enough with a set start date that would be after the end of camp. There are quite a few things I still am interested in doing at camp and several traditions (some would say necessary parts of the staff experience) that I would like to bring back.
There was another Dad ‘N’ Lad this weekend and once again, I helped in the aquatics area. It was a bit different this time though as Camps Famous Eagle and Gamble combined forces for one Dad ‘N’ Lad. I have not worked at Camp Gamble since 2004 and I now remember how much that beach needs to be improved. Nevertheless, it was a good time and loved watching the faces of Scouts who were so happy to be spending time in the water with their dads. There was one Scout in particular who would get out of the water, walk around the dock, jump in, splash his dad, and repeat – over and over. He constantly had a smile on his face and would laugh to me the whole time. I gave him a few ideas and he kept coming over. He was on top of the world.
Of course, there are always those who do not figure out the system. My good friend Eric Gill is someone who is not afraid to share what is on his mind. Every once in a while, we says something pretty amusing. When Scouts complained about waiting at the buddy board to check in to the aquatics area, he said “This is not McDonald’s Playplace. We have rules here!” It was pretty amusing.
I had a great time reminiscing about old camp experiences, stories, songs, etc. with Tim Weaver, Brian Hackworth, and Ray Kreienkamp who were also down at camp with me. Tim and Brian and I have worked together, beginning in 2004. Someone said something this weekend that reminded me of one of my favorite stories from my first year:
We were always warned not to speed in camp. Pat Martchink, Director of Camping and Ranch Director knows the Farmington Police and the Missouri State Highway Patrol troopers in the area pretty well. We were told (by older staff members, it was our first year on staff) that Pat had a radar gun (which he got for free from his police friends, of course) and would hide in the bushes and trees at the entrance of S-F to catch speeders. Clearly this was not true – but we believed it, at least for a while. We were also told that if you got a ticket while under contract, that you had better call Pat and let him know asap once it happened – or he would find out first. That one actually happened a few times. Ah, the good ole days…
I did not want to leave S-F yesterday evening. Now that I have spent a few weekends down there, I am getting to know the staff and starting to feel a part of it, even if it is in a minor way. I think a number of them were actually upset that I was leaving. I do hope to be able to spend one more weekend down there. It’s never enough, but at least I am starting to value and treasure the small things that I have previously taken for granted.