when things are at their best
i just met you, and i love you already
dreamed you could be my place to hide
can't wake up and let go yet
but it's over, it's over already
hey don't i know you?
you're the friend i've known i had to find
i'll keep a memory to remind me...
i'm not alone
there's a place on lake erie where adults and kids gather, year after year, to share each other's company
this place is called calvary
if you know me, you may have heard me mention it before
why do we keep going back, time and time again?
hard to say
i do know this: after eleven fabulous summers, saying goodbye is just too hard
look for me in the chicken coop this summer
check it: you can see some pictures from camp...
new! a slideshow with more pics (25 in all)...
read an essay about camp i wrote in eighth grade...
or check out some of the other websites out there about calvary
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