March 2, 2015

Slice of Life Challenge 2 | going to Camp Taconic


In 1992, I spent my summer working at Camp Taconic in Red Hook, NY. Every year, Rev. Jay Bergers would come to Eastern Nazarene College and hire 12 students for the summer. Not a fan of interviews, I almost didn't go to mine. My friend, Sarah, said, "How will you know if  you are suppose to be there if you don't even go to the interview?" I am so thankful that I went. 

The rest of the team knew each other well. As a grad student, I didn't have classes with any of them. I crossed paths with some through the cafeteria, but that was it. Whenever I mentioned who I would be working with, I would hear many wonderful things about each person. Even before I was hired for Camp Taconic, I heard the most about a Jim Druart. 

After the team was chosen, we began to meet on a weekly basis to pray and start team building. (To read about a note Jim sent to me, click here.) I enjoyed those times together and can still picture us laughing through a crowdbreaker and then praying together. (One time I remember being beside Jim and the team held hands as we prayed that week. I didn't know "what" it was yet, but I knew there was "something" about him.)

When my parents drove me from Moncton to Red Hook in June, there were many hilarious moments with Uncle Donald and Aunt Muriel along the way. To name a few...

...Leaving something behind in the gas station

 ...Giggling in the changing room of a fancy department store

...Attempting to drive from the passenger seat

...Looking for a rain coat in a little town

Sunday Morning in Dorchester, MA
Visiting with Charlie & Lorna Owens

When we arrived at the camp, the guys were playing basketball and they came over to help me move in to the camp dorm. (To be honest, I thought it was Tim who came over to help, but Jim said it was all of them!)  Months later I heard what Dad said when he saw them. Remembering his camp days with mom, he said to her, "Looks like it will be a fun summer!" Oh my goodness, Dad!

Arriving at Camp Taconic

Side note: I'm giggling a little as I look at my over-sized, tucked in, white shirt with my waist high, jean Polo shorts. I'm sure I had my Tretorn sneakers on with the outfit!

Camp Taconic
1992




11 comments:

  1. And just think how your life would be so different if you hadn't gone to that interview. I love moments like that. Beautiful story.

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  2. What great memories to cherish! I wonder if you will write more about that summer. I love memory posts!

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    1. Thanks, Crystal!
      My mind is filled with camp memories this week!

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  3. I am loving these memories, Loralee - especially the details, like the clothes...even the ones not in the picture. I had the exact same outfit back in the day, too...blue Tretorns!

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    1. My Tretorns were white with white! Thanks for connecting, Tara. :0)

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  4. Your friend Sarah was very wise indeed! The 90's are easy to visualize, but your photos certainly did the trick. I couldn't help but think how our memories are such a gift. Makes me want to reach back and retell a few :)

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    1. Sarah was wise in many ways. Thank you for noticing, Marcie!
      So true...Our memories are a gift.
      Thanks for being here, Marcie!

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  5. Wonderful serendipity that turned out so beautifully. Love your story!

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    1. Thank you. The story continues... ;0)

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  6. I loved my Tretorns!!!! I think I wore them out! Love the outfit! I'm totally enjoying this story!

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