We miss our campers!
Dear Ockanickon Families, Your sons are magical. Camp is merely a pleasant place without them. With them, it’s an arena of awesome. They leave the comforts of their couches and choose to come sleep in a 90 year-old cabin on a 4-inch mattress. Then they have the time of their lives. They turn woods into wonder and lulls into laughter. They create chants about seven-legged spiders they meet at early morning lake swims. They sing with all of their bodies and all of their voices. They expertly move objects through space. They direct a twirling tomahawk to stick in [...]