Legacy Matters
Like Father Like Son Tim (beard) and Peter Harris (tuxedo) recounting Camp memories over a donut breakfast.
Like Father Like Son Tim (beard) and Peter Harris (tuxedo) recounting Camp memories over a donut breakfast.
John Burgman and I have probably walked down the camp road together hundreds of times. I once turned to him and asked, “How many times do you think you’ve walked up and down this path John?” We got to thinking about it. The math is relatively easy; three square meals a day multiplied by two makes six, plus a handful of daily walks to and from Pine Stadium and the Mess Hall for activities. Assume the average person walks the path ten times daily, spending half of their session in camp—about 15 days—and you’re at about 150 walks in four...
Don’t throw rocks! Use your head. Man, where do you think you’re at? Do what you can, can what you can’t. Whether you attended camp in the 20th century, or you’re a youngblood getting his first taste of the Northwoods in the last decade, you probably heard one of these utterances from one of the Erdmanns and the Camp Voyageur staff during your stay. Those of you lucky enough to attend the 50th Year Reunion may have gone home with a cleverly designed coffee mug scripted with infamous Charlie-isms. If you’re like me, you thrive on the pithy strength of...