“When I was a boy, I wished I could fly…Out the window and over the trees, high as a cloud and lighter than air, then loop the loop and up to the stars! I dreamed about flying all the time…Eventually, of course, we dream other dreams. We change. We grow up. It always happens.
Nigel: Well, it’s one louder, isn’t it? It’s not ten. You see, most, most blokes, you know, will be playing at ten – you’re on ten here, all the way up, all the way up, all the way up – you’re on ten on your guitar, where can you go from there? Where? Marty: I don’t know. Nigel:
As Merrie-Woode’s centennial approaches, we are excited to announce that publication of our Centennial Book is nearing its final stages. Board Member, Dorothy Moss Williams and I have been working with award winning book author and designer, Laurie Shock, over the past two years
The digital edition of the CMW Fall 2016 Newsletter is now available! Read up on all the news at camp! Included articles in this edition: “Centennial Campaign – Renew For Our Future,” “Merrie-Woode Centennial Book Pre-Sales Begin,” “Centennial
To the Staff of 2016: Camp closed last month, and everything here reminds me of you. The stools in my office bring me back to mid-day chats with Line Heads and Activity Heads, and I’m still surprised every time I drive in or out of Camp that the steps in front of Wit’s End are
I woke up and saw that my friend the Wompus Cat had come through and left little red kisses on the noses and cheeks of my camper friends. He too is filled with folly. It’s been a rainy day here at Camp Merrie-Woode, but no one is letting that dampen their spirit. We started off
While I was swinging through the trees this morning, I saw a lot of campers enjoying their activities. The Ceramics classes have been busy painting their figurines while the Arts & Crafts classes got to paint with puff paint. While I was hanging out with the Landsports class,
I was surprised to find that I had woken up a little later than usual this morning, only to realize that it was Chapel Sunday! I scurried over to the Dining Hall just in time to pick up the scraps of delicious cinnamon rolls and sausages the campers had left behind.
I was snoozing down at the boat house, when I heard the bell ringing for the 1st activity period. So, I decided to see what everyone was up to around camp. The canoeing classes got to play in the lake and the counselors tied a canoe to the dock to create a slide. It looked