Oat’s Story
“To me, the Dining Hall was the heart of Boys Camp.
It quite literally had a pulse that you could both feel and hear from inside and around the building.
When I think about this building my mind is flooded with random memories, like Cody running full speed and crashing into the north wall before giving announcements, hollering “wrong door!” at the poor soul who came out the IN door, or dancing with our trays to the beat of the clean-up song. It is a place where FUN happens.
As a Rover camper I remember being wide-eyed when I came into a Dining Hall that Judge’s Program team had turned into a Jurassic Park dig, or the hull of a Pirate Ship. I’ll never forget seeing a Program Team member (Scooter I think) swing in through the upper window in full pirate garb. “Did that guy just come through the window?!!! This place is amazing.”
In the 4 years I was able to do Program at camp, my summer would always begin with the same routine. Find a large ladder up on maintenance, climb onto the roof of the dining hall with a hammer, and pry open the nails holding the window shut over the Voyageur door.
This way I was able to make one grand entrance per session, swinging through that window in an attempt to try to recreate for campers the feeling I got to have as an 11 year old.”
Mark Wilkinson ‘Oats’
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