Hmm. I have more than too many about camp duffield. i have met so many good friends and have had made some of the most unforgetable memories. i think the first time i went to duffield was when i was eight and i was scared. i only went to the half week camp, because i didnt want to be away from home for too long. but omgosh i remember going home and wanting to go right back. since then ive only missed one year and have gone for more than one week a summer! i love it there. its peaceful but yet so outragous at the same time. i remember moving from the red to yellow and then finally making it into the blue section of the pond. i remember tubing and using clay for war paint. i remeber being chased by rapters in the woods (Carlton!) and looking for the councilers in the trees. playing night time capture the flag and singing that dumb birdy song--which of course we all secretly loved! and of course the bombfires and some of the bible studies. the BANANA Song and King Kal-a-bun-ga! That ole' snapping turtle in the pond and the shaving cream wars! i learned how to make things with boondogle and how to make friends. i learned more about my faith and more about myself. duffield has been and always will be a huge part of my life! i know that not everything can last forever, but i am so glad that i had the chance to be a part of something that had such a big impact on not only my life but the lifes of tons of other kids!

I love Camp Duffield!<3.