I was born a poor black child. I remember the days sitting on the porch with my family singing and dancing, down in Mississippi.  My favorite meal was tuna fish salad on white bread with mayonnaise, a Tab and a couple of Twinkies.

 Well, OK, maybe that was some other Jerk...

 I first went to Chanco when I was 8 years old, and was a regular session camper for four summers.  My fifth summer I went on the Caving out-trip, and Sixth summer on the Back-Packing out trip.  Took a two-summer haitus, and came back as a counselor in 78, 79, and 80...

I just signed on, and will add more later, but the long and short of it is that, like you, Camp Chanco was one of the most formative experinces of my life: spiritually, creatively, and self-confidence-ely...