As I walked through this sacred place for me I remember a lot of things. I remember when I rescued the baby rabbits. They were at the bottom of the mulch that I was supposed to be spreading and when the tractor dislodged them. I carried them back home. I remembered the boys I sat at the table playing cards with. I remembered the times of dancing and singing. I remember the fun and jokes we told as the staff sat up late at night. I remember the stones we gathered to help build the fire place. I remember the painting contest where who ever got the most paint on them got to go out to dinner with the hot guy. I remember the scary texas chain saw massacre story with a live chainsaw and scary person outside that sent the campers scampering.How many times did I play blob, or snipe hunt or find the councilor. I remembered the laughter and tears.