I have been talking to people I haven't seen or heard from in 30-40 years. Sometimes my memory of them is vague and then they start a story about Dan. Their memories bring up my memories and I see Dan as a kid in our house in Lindsay or in the high school band.
When Jon Awbrey called the memories were so strong....Dances at Camp Nelson that I was allowed to go to because Dan and friends were there. Of course, they could have cared less what I did as long as I didn't tell Mom and Dan what THEY were doing!
Dan loved Camp Nelson. Our cabin there was a place he could be himself, go fishing, hike off by himself.
Just a few months ago he bought the cabin right next to our family cabin so that he could have a place of his own up there. He planned to start fixing it up in the Spring.
As friends call, it all comes back. Camp Nelson will never be the same.