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Thoughts on a Late Fall Afternoon ...

The green lawns and fields that seemed so vital and luxurious just a short while ago now look brown and quiet. The air which had been so warm and caressingly tender just a little while ago now cuts into the face with a hurtful sharpness. The sparkling golds, browns, and reds of the surrounding trees make one stop with adoration and awe. The beautiful multicolor trees that reflect their autumnal grandeur into now-quiet Silver Lake are the only things that catch the eye and raise the spirit.

One concentrates and tries to hear the excited echoes of children's happy voices which just a short time ago rang throughout this lovely setting. You try to conjure up in your minds eye the images of running children in graceful play, but you're not successful. You look at the lake and hope to see the flash of brown legs and arms cutting through the beauty of the pure water of Silver Lake, but you cannot. You hope to be able to hear the lilting voices of children in the now quiescent vacant buildings that surround this lovely site, but you don't. The buildings also seem to be waiting to once again welcome their delightful occupants and seem rather lost without them.

One is enveloped with a certain bittersweet sadness. But this sadness is soon replaced with the knowledge that in a few months, once again, this beautiful setting will be alive with the energy of children. That once again, the happy motion of children at play will fill this otherwise quiet, waiting scene. That once again, the happy motion of children at play will fill this otherwise quiet, waiting scene. The mind then seems to suddenly moved ahead and one can, for the first time, actually hear the lilting voices of campers in active play. You suddenly begin to realize with an excited urgency the cycle is going to continue. That once again, shortly, young people will have the opportunity to spend a delightful interlude in their growing years in the most perfect setting. That once again, children will learn the skills and the attitudes that will ultimately make their lives meaningful an exciting. That once again, children will have the opportunity of making their own future memories as we all have done in our growing up period. Summer is not just eight weeks to a developing child. Summer is a time to develop interests, attitudes, strengths and perspectives. It is a time for children to learn the skills and to attain the insights that will enable them to develop into men and women who truly understand and appreciate the human condition. This all happen here again.

We have had the pleasure of hearing from many of our campers and counselors since camp closed last year. We look for two seeing each of you again at the Reunion and sincerely hope that we have the pleasure and privilege of having all of you back at Camp Ranger for another fun-filled and outstanding summer for 1979.

JUDY and JERRY TURNER

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