This week as I slowly recover aided by a sunny weekend ideal for being out something did come a little into mind.
Whenever there is a group of you, it doesn't matter if it's men or boys for that matter there's always one or two who rise to the surface with the capacity to "hold court" with the pack with a air of quiet confidence.
Soon you find they are on their feet, telling interesting stories from the past about their lives and experiences it might be about school or work or about past camps usually with practical import such as a lesson learned to a audience in rapt attention.
One of things I loved from camp was this easy camaraderie between everyone from daytime activities shared to games, fireside singing before bed.
It's the most magical thing I can think of.
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