Cedar Mountain, North Carolina, summers ’96, ’99 and ’01
This weekend I’m going back to my summer camp for its 25th anniversary shindig. It’s been described in its brochure as a “natural science camp for gifted children” forever, but it’s easier just to call it a treehugger camp, because it is (or was, at least). Above, you see me there in my third and final year as a camper*, with my best friend Lindsay; in my first year as a CIT/professional dishwasher*, with one of my best camp friends Pardue (and our beloved industrial dishwashing machine); and in my final year as a staffer with my counselor Laura. Over the years I wore a lot of flannel, overalls, tie-dye and hemp jewelry, and I think I’ve got homemade dream catchers stashed in almost every drawer at mom and dad’s house. These were some of the best summers of my life.
(*Photos purloined from Pardue’s throwback Facebook album… mine aren’t handy in my apartment!)
I still think fondly on my nerd camp summers–the best of my life, too. Enjoy the celebration!