Author: Tim Schwab
Date: 07-25-02 15:27
At breakfast this morning I reached across the table to grab the salt for my omellette, and I had memories of being wacked in the hand by the back of H's knife. Then at lunchtime I went to my parents house and went into my old sock drawer and found green and brown bandannas in the drawer. I wanted to start with one of our camp cheers,but I stopped myself. Camp Horseshoe was so incredible and I still try and make it up to camp whenever possible. I have the good fortune of running into old Horseshoe boys quite a bit and I think we tell at least one story at each visit.When I was informed of this site I spent a good hour just reading all of the emails. If everyone were to spread the word about this site it could gain a following in a big hurry. Before we know it, it could definitely bring us together for at least a reunion if not a new Camp Horseshoe. Hope everyone is doing well and I look forward to many more stories.
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