Camp Moriah

More memories from Lisa:

The most fun I myself had at camp was when I was 15 or so. This was one of the years that it rained every day so we just made the most of it by starting a mud slide at the old basketball court. The old basketball court was about in the middle of where the new parking area is now behind the pavilion. The boys started running and full body sliding across the muddy basketball court and then down the embankment (where the grill is now). I think the only girls involved were myself, Julie and Lori Clabough. This was just tons of fun, even with lightning close by. My mother was soooo mad that we wouldn’t stop because of the lightning, and she asked (or demanded) of Bro. Mike (Strevel) that he would make us stop. He, in typical fashion, just laughed it off and said we’d be just fine.

I think this is the same year that all 300 people at camp ended up stuffed into the kitchen like sardines because it was raining so hard that it blew in at every direction and the pavilion was not keeping us dry.