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April 25, 2024

This past week I had the opportunity to serve as a camp counselor for K-2nd grade boys at a week-long elementary school-age church camp in the Utah mountains near Coalville, which is about two hours from Salt Lake City.
 

My original intentions a few months ago were to attend the camp with our seven-year-old daughter because it was “highly recommended” parents attend with their children who are K-1st grade and who have never been away from home for an extended period of time.
 

My wife volunteered me to assist with sports activities, which she knew I’d enjoy, and that some how turned into a camp counselor gig.  I must admit, I reluctantly agreed to be a counselor, likely because I attended church camps as a kid and I know what we put our counselors through on a daily basis.
 

The week was eventful (some moments and days more eventful than others) and the kids were quite a handful at times, but by the end of the week, I was thankful for the experiences and the opportunity I had to spend with our daughter, the nine boys and a junior counselor in our cabin, and the other 90 kids and camp volunteers.
 

Like most things I’ve reluctantly agreed to over the years, I took away so much more than I expected possible, learned a great deal from the kids and the other volunteers, and found myself laughing and enjoying each day whether it involved a hike, a leather craft project, or a kick ball game.
 

On the way home, I was pretty exhausted from all the activities and I was very much looking forward to sleeping in my own bed, and I knew our daughter was equally tired and looking forward to sleeping in her bed.  Most of the way home we talked about all the different experiences we enjoyed, and we shared story after story.
 

About an hour into our ride, I turned to our daughter, knowing full well what her answer would be (so I thought!), and asked, “So are you excited to be heading home?” and to my surprise she said, “No.” I guess I shouldn’t be surprised because she had such a great time, but I thought she had her fill and was ready to get home.
 

She then asked, “Dad, can we turn around and go back?”  I smiled, laughed and said, “I’m sure glad you had a great time, but there’s no way we’re heading back to camp; not until next year.  Daddy needs some time to recover.”
 
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Ron Goch,
The Telios Group
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