We left Son1 at his first "away" camp this afternoon (church camp for a week). He didn't think twice about us leaving, and in moments was happily enjoying the swimming pool!
That bottom bunk is his (with a little screened window opening, a fan, and an attic whole-cabin fan), and the top three shelves in use are his, too.
The outside of his cabin. His bunk window is the lower one on the far right.
A view of the main building, which houses the dining hall and non-camper meeting accommodations, and the field between it and the pool, cabins, etc. Nicely accented by dear husband and Son2, talking with a grandpa who brought a second-generation camper today.
I promise I didn't shed a tear. Maybe I would have, if he had showed the slightest tremor at saying goodbye, but He Did Not! I believe he will have an absolutely wonderful time. Maybe Wednesday night's swimming pool Eucharist will boggle his mind, hehehe.
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