Some of my favorite childhood memories are from church camp! Yes, you heard me correctly...my ass was allowed at a church camp!!!
I LOVED CHURCH CAMP! I looked forward to it every year, and would cry when the week was over.
I still talk to several of the friends I made over the years...one of them stops by my blog often...you know him as Tatman.
Just to clarify...yes, we went to the "Screw religion, think for yourself, and tattoo every last inch of your body-Church of God...dot com, dot org" Church Camp. And by god, we liked it!!
Yesterday, my boy boarded a bus and headed to church camp for the first time. I might have been more excited than he was, as all the memories and exitement of my childhood resurfaced!
I guess my life is kinda coming full circle, and it's a little bittersweet. As I relive the excitement of these adventures with my son...I also have to face the fact that I'm getting fucking old!!