"...You Are Still Holy..."
usual fashion. A fun night of singing, penguins in the morning, and three delicious meals was all they would get. The path of the storm was being followed carefully by the staff. Emergency procedures had been put in place, but nothing could truly prepare us for what was to come. The door slammed shut after the last camper was safely inside--the next two minutes felt like an eternity. That's all the time the F3 tornado needed to tear through camp, in some cases completely removing cabins from their foundations. read more |