The Legend of Smokey Hollow

The camp I grew up at was Camp Ambassador near Owen Sound.  There was an old story we told the campers during sleep outs called, The Legend of Smokey Hollow. Campers rode out to the Hollow on a wagon ride with evening snacks and food for breakfast (driven by Burt Elliott, the best wagon rideContinue reading “The Legend of Smokey Hollow”

Rock Picking & Forgiveness

When I worked at Camp Ambassador in the spring of 1982, I had to pick rocks from the fields before planting the grains of oats and wheat that would feed the horses over the winter. Once the rocks were picked up and tossed onto the hay wagon or stone boat, we would be dump themContinue reading “Rock Picking & Forgiveness”

They Call Me Moose

I have been called Moose since I was 16 and was first on summer staff at Camp Ambassador, outside Owen Sound, now the site of Word of Life Camp.  Many camps have a tradition of assigning staff camp names. That summer each new staff was named for an Archie comics character. Yes, I got theContinue reading “They Call Me Moose”

Wandering With My Memories

I’ve been wandering with my memories; remembering my spiritual heritage at the site of the old Camp Ambassador. I got to spend time this week in a place I used to be very familiar with. I came to Word of Life Camp on the annual fall camp tour with CCI/Canada Ontario Region. The camp usedContinue reading “Wandering With My Memories”