Dear Editor

In September of '96, my wife Jane and I paid one of those "deja vu" visits to North Woods - the occasion of our 47th wedding anniversary. 

We hadn't seen North Woods since the summer of '52 - our second summer as head counselors of the Junior Section.  Camp was completely deserted, so we drove around to the Junior Section  to have our memories jogged.  Indeed, we received quite an enjoyable "jogging," to see the overhanging chimney in the main building still hanging with my NW lettering and the sketches of Indian symbols still intact!  In fact, 44 years later, everything about the camp looked wonderfully well preserved and familiar.

Jane and I have some of our fondest memories of life at North Woods.  The overnights to Pine Island, the pillow fight (feathers flying) in the lean-to or Mt. Chocorua overnight, those Sunday night suppers (cocoa, cereal and p-nut butter sandwiches) and the occasional infamous tomato aspic ordeal, which "Mac" MacGregor insisted was good for all of us.  And who could forget his cure for those unfortunatesD with "colds"?  "Strip down to underwear, drink lots of water, and sit in sunshine up the hill at Mr. and Mrs. Mac's residence."

Our fellow counselors were an exemplary crew; for us in the Junior Section, we particularly appreciated Don Buebendorf, a wizard at fly-tying and a very responsible care-giver. 

The camp experience got in our blood; for the next 13 summers we ran a day camp in So. Dartmouth, MA, not far from Friends Academy, where we taught for 5 years, followed by 28 years in New Canaan, CT, and including a 2-year principal's job at an American School in Calcutta, India. 

Now Jane and I are retired but busy with volunteer work and more camping - with trailer - through those marvelous deserts of the So. West and California. 

Best wishes to our old pals and fellow alums from the summers of '51 and '52 at dear old North Woods!

Sincerely,