Read this and smile….

I receive many e-mails from you…this one is choice!  Especially the first line…your deep billowing voice

It clearly shows how our memories can play tricks on us!!

Anyway….30 years is a long time to have kept these memories

DL has enriched so many of our lives.

chief chuck.

———- Forwarded message ———-
From: Eddie Conners
Date: Wed, Apr 11, 2012 at 2:19 PM
Subject: DL
To: Chief Chuck
Chief Chuck,
It’s difficult for me to imagine you without your deep, bellowing pipes.  I pray God has a remedy for them quickly.  I caught up with Chief Ron about a month ago and what a blessing it is to know that the DL Legacy marches on.  The Lodge and my experience there have never been far from my mind since I was a camper some 30 years ago.  I can’t explain why I feel compelled to write to you now, but I do.  I want to share my memories of Deerfoot with you.  My first year as a camper was 1982 as a Pioneer.  Here goes—-

I remember my first foot blister.

I remember throwing a log on a raging bonfire and talking briefly about Jesus.

I remember my favorite hike being Blu Mtn./Terrell Pond.

I remember Chief Andy Brown being patient with me and teaching me how to fish.

I remember Chief Ron Duttweiler always sitting straight up.  I still try to emulate that posture today.

I remember Chief Craig Fortin always cracking wise.

I remember my first time on top of the Duggs and looking back down at Lake Whitaker and seeing the ‘perfect W’.

I remember Sticky Buns on Sunday morning.

I remember Pizza on Friday night.

I remember struggling physically on most of the hikes I was a part of.  I remember the encouragement I received when I wanted to quit.

I remember being absolutely petrified in the caves (don’t remember what hike this was) and needing help and encouragement to get out.

I remember getting up early, walking from the point and fishing from the dock.

I remember the story of ‘The Beast’ which was circulating when I was a camper.  My counselors were great storytellers.

I remember hating push-ups.  I still hate push ups.  I was never a candidate for 3000-12.

I remember Chief Chuck showing us how to do the perfect push-up.

I remember ‘Now Let Us Sing’ as my favorite song.

I remember bird watching with Chief Lance (don’t remember his last name, but I remember he was Roman Catholic) on my way to getting my Wildlife Master.

I remember how difficult it was for me to achieve my Canoe Basic.  That ‘J Stroke’ to the point and back wasn’t easy for me.

I remember the planes flying overhead and the boom they would make when the sound barrier was broken.

I remember things shaking around me from those same planes.

I remember tetherball.

I remember being scolded for touching a tetherball on Sunday morning on our way to service.

I remember Quiet Time.

I remember Flex Time being the highlight of my day.

I remember the Guides coming in from their 10 mile run.  I specifically remember Pascual.

I remember a cold, clear night where Chief Lance got the big telescope out and introduced me and other campers to Jupiter, Saturn and Pluto (I think).

I remember taking a Larry Leaf bomb to the back of the neck to be eliminated in Naval Battle.

I remember how proud I was to achieve my Wildlife Master and Fishing Advanced.

I remember not wanting to go home.

I remember.

Praise God.

Eddie Conners
DL Camper – early 80’s

Date: Mon, 9 Apr 2012 17:51:25 -0400
Subject: Eddie
From: Chief Chuck
To: Eddie Connors


incredible to hear from you….

and I know when you say you will pray…you will.

It really is a shock to have my voice go…when it has been strong for so many years!


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