Several seasons ago, Hunter, a staff member who was a former camper, came running across campus after observing an assembled group of boys who were seated, listening (or not) to a counselor going on a bit too long about the rules to some game. “Look, look!”, he said. “This is... read more
He was part of a group of my campers when I served as a counselor in the 1980’s, and he went on to many and illustrious (if I can use that term) years on staff. The Greg Turk (or just Turk, as he came to be known) inspired dozens, if... read more
I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. Walt Whitman, Song of Myself That phrase “touching grass” has been circulating lately, appearing in emails from various camping organizations, and it has become somewhat of a meme extolling the virtues... read more
Not even 48-hours have passed since the 2026 summer sessions ended, but I find myself already thinking about next year. Actually, we’ve all been thinking about next year for quite a while. Mostly these thoughts have to do with what we can improve, or rather, what little indignation or annoyances... read more
Sometimes I think that I don’t ever need to see another picture of the 4th of July at Mishawaka. I venture to guess we have thousands of them in our photo library! So many, I think, that if some future anthropologist were to catalog them, they might think that these... read more