Dropping my son Anthony off for first session was like going back in time for me…..driving the back roads to camp (and narrowly avoiding certain death on some of the turns), unloading the footlocker (the same one I took to Camp Chanco for 8 years), finding out which campsite Anthony was in, meeting the counselors….  continue reading »

I was looking through old blogs and reminiscing and came across this one that Helen wrote after Fall Fest.....after reading Tater's posted of Boomer's writing and now this one, can't you just FEEL Chanco - the memories brought back by reading these are so vivid - smells, sights, sounds of our beloved Chanco... It is like I am there again.  How I love that place......  continue reading »