I am haunted by the deaths of the little girls at Camp Mystic. Absolutely haunted. Surely all of us are, so huge is this tragedy. But I’m thinking in particular of my fellow former camp counsellors. For two summers, I was a counselor at the Presbyterian Camp Montreat in the Smokies in NC. (Echoes — … Continue reading Camp Mystic: A Counsellor’s Lament→
