Heavenly Gardens

Father Brian and I continued to work on the garden for the next hour. It really was like a session of therapy for us both. Topics were wide ranging. We discussed: escaped campers; various causes of deep vein thrombosis; disciplining teenagers; pulmonary emboli; is it possible to hear confession whilst gardening; various treatments for homesickness;…

Painful lessons

The dinner bell rang, and as I locked up the office, I sighed with relief. No Norwalk virus at camp! It reminded me to schedule another clean hands inspection. Tomorrow at breakfast, I thought to myself as I slogged down the stairs. I headed into the dining hall where Father Brian and Barb sat at the table…

Hope for the best

We sat along side the campers for another ten minutes and watched quietly as Lydia conferred with the counselors at the beach entrance. Meanwhile, my imagination was taking me on a terror filled ride. Lydia’s satellite phone buzzed on her hip. She had a short conversation on the phone and then hung up. Lydia appeared to…

A living sanctuary

As we stepped out of the main house I looked upward. We could not have requested a more perfect day for outdoor mass. Just a smattering of clouds in the sky. It was plenty warm in the sun. Sitting under the shade of the forest would be welcome, I was sure. We silently walked down…

Tickles, tips, and tears

I left the kids behind with Himself and trekked up the stairs to the health office. My scheduled campers were there in addition to Drew, the boy who gorged himself on cake, and Matt the tether ball injury. It didn’t take me long at all to distribute the medications. I waved Drew in next. He entered the…

Preparing for Visitor’s Day

I helped stack dishes and clean off the table. My three kids each grabbed a small pile and giddily helped take the dishes, cutlery and serving bowls into the kitchen. I could hear the busy sounds of the kitchen as they were in full force cleaning up from breakfast. My eldest daughter came back to the…

Mountains out of molehills and vice versa.

“I had better get back to breakfast. Got meds to give out afterwards. I will see you later Dr. Holmes. Thank you again for your advice.” “You are welcome. I will see you at mass.” Dr. Holmes said. “Have to try and find my wife…” He mumbled as he wandered off towards the beach. I…

Everyone makes mistakes

“You guys go down for breakfast. I’ll see you later.” I watched my family go and then I gathered my stash of supplies, locked up the office and headed in the opposite direction towards the Arts ‘n Crafts building. As I exited the main house I noticed that very few kids were lined up for…

Hot tips for new Camp Nurses!

I recently chatted with a nurse who is getting ready for her first summer of camp nursing. She was pretty excited but, understandably, nervous. She was looking for some advice. I was delighted to give help. How can you ensure you won’t leave AWOL in the middle of the night? Well…here are some hot tips…