Return from Camp Coleman
Two days of driving with a van load of kids — ours and those of friends — and one wife, have resulted in our return from Camp Coleman, a few miles north of Cleveland, GA.
Some atmosphere from these last several days…
What is incomprehensible to these sweet kids as they painfully, tearfully say goodbye to their friends from around the country, the part of the suffering that is perhaps more difficult to bear, is that these feelings have a life, too. Meaning that just as they came, they will go. The current of the river is relentless, and strong.
