I can rewind in my head to memories of camping there when I was Anthony’s age with my brother, parents, and sometimes aunts and uncles. As a kid we used to spend almost every weekend swimming in that lake, canoeing up that stream, riding our bikes to the store for slush. The same type of memories I hope I’m giving my children.
Then the then owners sold half the campground to Walmart, really Walmart!, and the thoughts of my parents… “who wants to camp next to a Walmart distribution center?”, agreed! we stopped going for a long time. However, my aunt didn’t so as a teenager I would go with her a few times a summer. I remember the dances, running from security when my cousins and I would take off to late, I remember the fun themed weekends. I also remember, that while the campground got smaller and lost its pretty bridge that would take you to the other side of the stream, you still couldn’t actually see Walmart so it wasn’t all bad.