There are Summer Camp people, and then there are non-camp people.
I fall into the latter category. When I was a kid, I never attended a real summer camp. I went to a few day camps where we played games in a park and splashed around in the city swimming pool, but by mid-afternoon I was back home with my friends, riding bikes around the neighborhood and playing pickup baseball games until time to go home for dinner.
My wife and her sisters went to a month-long camp in North Carolina over several summers when they were kids, and tell stories of an idyllic mountain retreat where they rode horses, paddled canoes on a lake, sang songs and performed skits around a campfire, ate meals in a dining hall and slept on bunk beds in rustic cabins.
It sounds, to me, like Kid Heaven.
So, if you attended a summer camp, we’d like to hear your stories about your most treasured camp memories. Why did you love camp? What were your favorite and least favorite activities? Do you still keep in touch with friends from camp? Did summer camp teach you any valuable life lessons? Do you send your own kids to camp during the summer?
June 1 marked the starting line for our summer vacation story contest. Every two weeks, we’ll focus on a different category of vacation memories.
This week, you can post your Summer Camp story to this blog in the comments section below. Next Monday, we’ll pick three finalists and let readers decide whose is best.
And the prizes?
Each bi-weekly winner will get to see his or her story published in Sunday’s AJC travel pages and become a finalist for a grand prize getaway to a Florida resort. The prize is valued at $800.
So if you think you have a winning tale, go for it.