It's almost summer time. I don't know if I am excited or sad. I have always enjoyed working at camp, and this summer I can't go. My shoulder is injured and the doc says 4 wks of therapy...if that doesn't help, then I may have surgery...I'll have just enough time to get ready for the next school year. But then there's camp. I think I'm going to miss my friends the most, especially the camp director. I've worked for him since 1995 and enjoy it. He's a good man to work for. We get along well too. I love working for him, but I also just like shooting the breeze with him. He may be my boss, but I think of him as my friend too.

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