Take a week away from worry
Worry for another’s scurry
Winging along crooked paths
Eating junk food, taking baths …
Try Camp Parkview
Sing a song
Pull a paddle
Right a wrong
Worry for another’s scurry
Winging along crooked paths
Eating junk food, taking baths …
Try Camp Parkview
Sing a song
Pull a paddle
Right a wrong
Last month, my brother Mark and Gordon and I went to summer camp.
It wasn’t just any camp. It was a camp for adults with disabilities, celebrating its 25th year at the Baptist-owned Camp Burton grounds here on Vashon Island.
For many years now, since the mid-1980’s, Mark and I have enjoyed being together in a cabin with other campers and counselors and doing all the things you do at summer camp – arts and crafts (tie-dyed shopping bags!), archery (Mark got 4 bullseyes!), canoeing, swimming, and telling ghost stories.
Since Gordon came into my life, he’s joined us and has become one of the most popular counselors at the camp.
What I love about Camp Parkview is taking a week away from my reality and getting into the rhythms of nature with a group of special people (aged 18 – 60something) for whom loving and eating are their primary foci. For many of them, camp is the highlight of their year.
Steve Jarvis always says "I want to go home." We imagine at his group home, he says, "I want to go to camp."
We danced a lot. In fact, the canoeing sessions often turned into dance-a-thons with campers rocking out on the beach.
My favorite moment is when we’re out in canoes with campers enjoying the smells of the water, reflecting on the day, hearing birds and belches after dinner.
Storyteller Merna Hecht brought the "Theater of the Beautiful Faces" to this year's camp. Chelsea helps hold the curtain.
It’s also fun to work with a truly intergenerational group of counselors (we had a great ratio this year – in our cabin, 4 counselors and 6 campers), many of whom spend their vacations volunteering at camp even though they work with special-needs populations all year long.
The talent show on the last night is often a kick. This year, it started with longtime camper David DiJulio singing the Star Spangled Banner, while Anthony, in an American flag shirt, waved and danced around the stage. Mark played Jim Morrison of The Doors. He did a rollicking version of “Light My Fire,” with backup dancers Gordon (rubbing sticks together), Jennifer (lighting a match), camp co-founder John Holliday (flicking a Bic), and myself (lighting a longer lighting torch) singing along.
Camp, indeed!