Life continues past the months of June, July, and August and so must the counselors of Day Camp.


Can I mention?

I'm trying to write the e-mail that directors are supposed to write around this time (okay, it was supposed to be out a few weeks ago) and I've got nothing. It's worse than writer's block, really. I'm queasy. It was easy to burp out some enthusiastic words last year because I was in unfamiliar shoes and didn't know what to expect. But you guys proved far more powerful than I had anticipated, handling kids and each other with the kind of grace usually reserved for veteran sports stars. I don't know if you guys understand what I'm talking about, what it's like to head up a group that could quite clearly plow through enormous challenges and obstacles without you, but try to imagine strapping yourself to the cattle-catcher of a runaway locomotive and trying to watch the scenery. You guys overwhelmed me last year and I'm coming to this summer a little shy.


P.S. I swear, if this post turns into another mutual love-in I'm gonna sock somebody.


Blogger Spiffer said...

SOrry 'bout the writer's block,but if you want to get over the letter quick, just fill it with B.S. like your website. Hope that helps, and , yes, I heart everybody.

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Blogger Christopher said...

I heart YOU Spiff.



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Blogger Michael K. said...

hey - is this picture from Mission Springs?

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