Walking the Fence Line
Bonnie Bird

What I am supposed to Say?

Posted Wednesday, September 7, 2011, at 11:14 PM
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    That's awesome Bonnie. I am so glad you enjoy my pictures. And so glad you had those times at Camp Cascade.

    While reading your blog, I had several thoughts go thru my mind.

    1st was that on the ranch where I was ..up in the timber is a Camp. I don't know what it's called, but I know that Phil Davis lets the boyscouts come and do a camp somewhat like "Camp Wilson" to a much smaller scale. It's just nice to know that folks give like that. All he asks is that the scouts leave it clean and nice, and they do.

    2nd was...HOLY COW! Counselors would NEVER get away with some of what you describe in your blog of events and punishments. And I love it! But no one would be made to run around the mess hall just for putting elbows on the table. I mean, who needs manners.... you need to be able to express yourself ( ...B. er...ugh.... Baloney! Express yourself somewhere else I say) and then if you continue to violate, NO MEAL????? Poor little kid might be sad! (But I bet he'd remember next time)

    3rd Shaving Cream fights. Oh the glory... I've been there.... wonderful....but it's not allowed any more. Some Mommy or Daddy thought it demeaned....

    4th Olympics that losers had to do KP. Hmmmm... you mean everyone doesn't win in everything? Just like it real life? Awesome lesson, has been lost in many ways. I'm glad YOU remember it and I bet all those kids do too...and it was a valuable learning point in life that never damaged them.

    5th. I went to Camp too. I actually don't know where it was, I'll have to ask my Mom. I remember all those things and more. It was a blast. I went the 1st time after (or maybe before) my 7th grade year. I remember packing and being so excited I could hardly stand it. And I remember being shy, though I went with a friend of mine from in town, Tempe. So thanks for reminding me of that. I will be checking with my Mom to see where it was I went. Maybe we were there together!

    -- Posted by jessiemiller on Thu, Sep 8, 2011, at 9:01 AM
  • You are welcome. It was a church camp for the RLDS Church. Camp Cascade.

    -- Posted by KH Gal on Thu, Sep 8, 2011, at 9:11 AM
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    Mine for for a Nazarenen Church. My friend Tempe was a member. I was going as her guest.

    I remember the place in detail, and there was a river. Loved that!

    -- Posted by jessiemiller on Thu, Sep 8, 2011, at 10:24 AM
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