I got back from the Charter School today and found an e-mail from my boss, Jon. As some of you know, I work at a residencial summer camp in Vermont, going on 7 years (hopefully). While I've been there, I've seen literally hundreds of kids go through there, having a great time, and the kids that you really remember are the ones that come back year after year. Not because their parents force them to, to get them out of the house, but because they leave Abnaki with a smile on their face when they leave.
The e-mail that I got told me that one of the campers that has been returning for at least 4-5 years now has passed away, Nate Ketcham. The Ketcham family is well know to the camp, because they've sent all their kids there, who've turned out good or not so good, but Nate was a great camper. He was one of my first when I was starting out, in the Tamakwa village, was a leader in the cabin with other kids, and maintained an extremely high level of energy throughout the one, two, three or even four weeks that he'd stay at camp. He was twelve years old.
I don't really know what else to so, or how this happened. He will be greatly missed, not because he was a great camper, but because he was a great kid, with a very bright future.