In 1998, when I was four years old, my parents read a Kintail brochure in the back of our church and decided to come to Family Camp. I still remember my first time at Kintail Family Camp—well, mostly because I got sick. I can vividly recall the taste of grape-flavoured chewable Tylenol in my mouth as I sat on a picnic blanket on the Field of Dreams. Since then, my memories of camp have grown and expanded to become some of the richest memories of my life. I’ve been on staff for three years now, and I’ve been coming to camp for fifteen. At family camp this year, I was struck by how much it felt like home. Family camp—with its relaxed schedule, packed meal hall, and delightful community—is what camp is all about for me. I love seeing the site packed with families in trailers or tents. I love seeing kids playing with their siblings. I love talking to Kintail alumni about what camp has been like for each of us. I love family camp Skit Night! I love small late-night campfires that offer valuable bonding time between staff and campers. And, I love seeing first-time Kintail parents with young children who are, perhaps unknowingly, beginning their Kintail journey.
Beluga: You sure do make a difference in those families’ lives, trust me! Thank you to the parents that took the time to invest in their children loving camp! It’s not always easy to forgo other things to make it happen, but memories are being made every year and differences are being made to the world through camp! Good job Beluga and to the entire Kintail family! xxoo