The weather broke last evening during the Egg Drop extravaganza.  Jaws were dropping, not only due to the clever contraptions that took The Ambassador and his motley crew seven rounds to completely destroy, but also over the fabulous colors which suddenly appeared on the far shore of Mother Tarleton.  Being the prime camp promoter, I focus on the early rounds when eggs survive.  Some happier moments are captured below.  Lastly, Sara wanted me to post three photos of campers that will appear in her 2012 version of the Kingswood yearbook.  There still is time to contact her to place an order for either the yearbook or even a personalized photographic CD of your son’s summer at camp. swipfler@gmail.com is the way to get in touch with her.