Off at Camp Westminister Highlands - a summer church camp built in a beautiful moraine forrest. This is Matt pictured with me. He was the first boy who wrote me a love letter. I hid it in the post of my faux brass bed and my mom snagged it at some point. He also made me a telephone-wire ring which I think I still have. Such a silly thing ... I never even thought about kissing him :o) or even (shock!) holding hands!