Memories of Summer

Posted By: John Chakan

Looking back on this summer, I have many fond memories of camp.  Wonderful dramas in the barn, dancing above the pool to the Ridge Band, many smiling faces of campers and counselors...the list could go on for days.  Looking through the pictures from this summer as we get ready to put the scrapbook together always transports me back to camp, and now I have something else that evokes powerful memories of summer.

I have just pulled my second loaf of sourdough bread from the oven, and the smell in our house right now is heavenly.  This bread was begun with the sourdough started that Mary Stefensen (our second session (and Family Camp!) nurse) brought to camp.  I have attempted sourdough before with my own starter, but these loaves have turned out remarkably better.  Perhaps it is the extra ingredient of camp love?  Tonight for dinner, we are going to use some camp sausage in our pasta.  Yum!

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