At the end of February, it became increasingly clear that I
would be returning to Camp Timberlane as the Director for the 1981
season. We had a number of campers already signed up for camp, but
there were a large number of boys who had not sent in their
registrations as of yet. With a lot of self doubts gnawing within me
me, I retook over the reins of Timberlane, and sent out a letter
explaining what had occurred. in my mind, I kept asking myself
countless questions--what would parent response be to my return--
would the campers accept me-- could I still handle the job?
I guess the first inkling of the outcome came from all the staff that
had worked at camp over the years, and the staff from last year--
many of them wrote or called me and asked, H, what can I do for
Timberlane? Then parents called and wrote me, and registrations
began coming with Camp Timberlane during the past couple years, and
they began to sign up for camp, and soon I began to gain much of the
confidence that I had possessed over my previous eighteen years at
Camp Timberlane.
However, the real joy came when camp actually started-- how I had
missed camp during the past two years-- I loved every minute working
with the boys, and I would be totally involved in the camp program
for a minimum of 14 hours each day. My newsletters must let you know
how much I love being back at camp, and your overwhelming positive
responses have made the job even more enjoyable. The Esprit de Corp
is fantastic, and Timberlane is once again back to the level it once
possesses. Ill never let it slip away again, and thanks for all
your confidence. Ive come back home again.