I remember Camp Fitch fondly.

I earned multiple archery awards there.

I got caught in a low lying branch riding a horse there.

Lighting would hit the flag pole in the center of camp causing a roar and then a 'ping' sound.

We had to cabents- a combination of tent and cabin that i've seen nowhere else.

I remember shooting .22 lr at the rifle range.   I think they charged $1.25 for 10 rounds.

I remember waking up and being a 'polar bear' taking a swim first thing in the morning before the sun warmed the pool.

I remember playing british bulldog- a rough and tumble game with few rules similar to red rover.

I remember visiting camp as an adult and seeing the furniture from my aunt and uncle's sun room outside the kitchen door of the mess hall.

These are memories that I hold dear and believe that other young men should have a chance to experience.

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