Gravy Days

Watching a clock tick for one minute can be tedious.  But, camp time has a way of flying at warp speed and we now are reminding boys about their “last chances” for this and that as well as “gather your gear.” The first two pix today highlight our two German campers, Fritz and Freddy.  Of … Read more

Good Sports

It took Mike 15 minutes  just to read off the rosters of today’s huge sports agenda.  Not only is it Pemi Day — soccer, baseball and hoops games for all-aged teams — but we have so many 14 year olds that we have engaged the services of Camp Moosilauke, too, for additional events in hoops … Read more

The Birthday Boy

July 9 is Taylor’s birthday.  Nick the Birthday Tsar is on staff.  This makes for a lethal combination and subject to great anticipation as the day wore onwards towards the ice cream and cake celebration after the supper picnic.  Here’s the skinny on the day:  

Teachers are the glue

The title heading speaks for itself.   Sure, we have many young counselors.  Every one of them has a teacher mentor.  The combination of experienced educators and exuberant young former-camper-now-counselors makes for the Kingswood model we so  proudly feature.    

From 3 PM Onwards

They say that life begins at 40.  The camp counterpart is that the real day commences after rest hour.  Don’t get me wrong on this:  Boys enjoy those morning clinics and they have had two good meals by 3 PM.  However, a major distinction for Kingswood is that as the day wears on, boys increasingly … Read more

Weekend Review

We had an enjoyable weekend, pell-mell with activity some of the time and laid back at other moments.  Here is a brief summary of the action:

Festique

I am sure there are some kids in America who had as much fun yesterday as did the Kingswood group, but I am 100% certain that no body had MORE fun than our boys.  Be the witness: Lastly, John Sullivan led the group in a mighty rendition of the Star Spangled Banner, to end the … Read more

Woodsville Parade

After a second deluge last evening, we awoke to much much cooler conditions, which were magnified yet again at the parade in nearby Woodsville, usually an inferno on the Fourth, but cozy and comfortable this time around:

Deluge

Yesterday afternoon, Becky drove home to Lyme — 20+ miles as the crow flies — and mowed her lawn in the sun.  Here is what happened here at camp: