He was just barely sixteen years old when his mother sent him off to summer camp… the mother who had taught him to love reading and to be kind to others, and the same mother that he was just becoming mature enough to appreciate. They both enjoyed the outdoor life and it wasn’t an unusual thing for her to give him a camping experience………… Except this time, she put him on a plane and sent him to enjoy life in the Colorado Rockies as she had done as a teen. Just like the pleasure of books, she was giving him her love; it was her gift to his life… Going off to summer camp at Camp Cheeley.
This teen had been there maybe a week when he awoke one morning feeling not exactly sick but like something was very wrong. He attributed it to an on-coming cold and canceled his participation in a hike that was scheduled for the day. Instead, he went to the camp nurse to be checked out. It was there that the head master of Camp Cheeley found him…
“Son, I want you to take a ride with me.”