Dumb subject title. EVERY DAY is paradise at camp. But, summer is starting to wane and one finds himself counting his blessings on days like this one. Many boys have approached me in the past few days, all expressing a touch of chagrin over summer having passed so quickly. Not that they don’t look forward to family reunions in one week. Of course they do. However, there is something magical about that sustained stint far from the nest. You can clearly construe patterns of inner satisfaction from this Saturday potpourri of pix, all taken yesterday.

Carrying self-assured smiles

Looking forward to a lake plunge

Being the pilot of one’s own sail boat

Going all the way around the lake on skis

Taking a little kid for a row boat ride

Paying attention to the details of the camp operation

Exploring a mountain stream

Gaining self confidence at every turn

Accepting new risks

Being at one with nature

Enduring everything the nasty birthday tsar has to offer

Hanging out

Playing hoops in front of the entire camp

Celebrating either winning or losing

Being a good sport

Taking simple pleasures

and enjoying clean mirth — All accomplished yesterday at Kingswood Camp