Day 258
Culver Family Camp is our
favorite week of summer. Held at
my high school, the camp brings back graduates of Culver Academies and Culver
Woodcraft to reconnect with old friends and reenergize as a family with a week
filled with outdoor adventure.
For new campers, even those
familiar with Culver, it can be overwhelming. Where do I sign up for tubing? Can my 8-year-old shoot an air rifle? Are kids content to be dropped at the
kids’ nightly activity if I attend an adults-only one? They are too many
options for too much fun. It’s a
nice predicament to be in.
Plus, since camp’s only a week,
veterans in the know race from activity to activity with the understanding that
they still won’t get to everything which only leads to more anxiety for camp
newbies.
“It’s our first time,” a blond
mom shares with me that night while we stand side-by-side brushing our teeth in
the shower house. “It’s my husband
who went to Culver,” she offers, anticipating a question I’m certain she’s been
asked a dozen times today. “I’ve
never been here before.”
“If you married in, you’re in
the club,” I laugh. She nods and
grins. She knows.
It’s a lesson my husband also
knows. Married at the Culver
chapel, an attendee of class reunion and area reunion events and a 4-time
Family Camper, he knows all too well.
We talk a few more minutes and I
answer some questions about different activities. I tell her not to miss Carnival, it’s a highlight for the
kids. She agrees to sign up for
Casino Night for just adults the same night as my friends and I.
We say good night and each head
to our respective cabins. I hope
she feels welcomed. Actually, I
hope she feels like a member of the Culver family, a huge extended family that
reaches all corners of the globe but whose heart is nestled in rural
Indiana.
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