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| *Carole* |
| Wow. I don't know exactly what to say about Carole. She is an amazing person and I don't know how I would have survived some moments without her. She has helped me to grow physically, mentally, and has always spiritually challenged me. I met Carole my first summer back at camp...I came back for two senior high weeks before joining the staffers...and quickly fell in love with her. I was friends with Drew and Colin who worked very closely with her all the time. She was always so kind and loving and always referred to me as "the girl with the big blue eyes." |
| Roni Girl and Carole Summer 2002 |
| Carole has always understood me and she's a wonderful listener. We talked when we had the chance (not often enough) but it was nice to always have her smiling face around. We've cried together, we've laughed together, and we've prayed numerous times together. Carole is my friend, my mentor, and a second mom to me. She has such a loving heart and I look forward to every email I get from her! By the end of summer 2002, I had no campers and when Chris approached me about working either in the kitchen or on maintanence staff, I jumped at the kitchen. Carole was so excited to find out that I'd be with her for the week. It was the one week that I went through camp completely healthy...well, until the last day, that is. We were cleaning up from the Friday night picnic...it just so happened that in the last hour or so of clean up, I majorly hurt my hand. I was carrying a box of sodas into the walk-in and Alex, being the wonderfully sweet guy that he is, opened the door a little wider for me because the box I was carrying was wider than the area I had to get around. Unfortunately, the latch on the door sliced my hand open and hit a few tendons in the process. I didn't realize how bad it was until after setting the box down. I ran over to the sink and ran my hand under cold water [I couldn't move my fingers] and Kimmy told me to go outside to the bench and get some fresh air. She brought me out some nice cold water and I bloodied many a towel that day. =P I was crying and Carole asked me why...I managed to choke out that I was upset that I couldn't help them clean up from the picnic. [The picture above, although you can't see it, my hand is completely banadged, wrapped in towels, has an ice pack or two on it, and then more towels wrapped over the ice packs. Quite a sight to see on the last night of camp!] I will always have that scar to remind me of the love God and my fellow staffers showed me that summer during all my trials. After just one week of working with her [and Kimmy =) ], they asked me if I would consider coming out to help out with the winter blast weekends. Of course I said yes, and I kept my word to them. Carole was always there for a hug and a smile, as well as some encouraging words and love. Carole understood all the heartache, and disappointments, and frustrations. She also understood the peace, the joy, and the tears of happiness throughout the past few years. It's been hard being so far away but that's what makes our meetings so much more exciting. God Bless Carole for the work and service she provides at camp. She is a loving soul and deserves the best of everything in life. Thank you Carole for always being there to listen, to advise, to support, but mostly, to care and love. You are loved and cherised more than any words could ever say. I love you Carole. Hugs, prayers and love forever, in His grip, Ronnie girl |
| ~Numbers 6:24-26~ The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you; the Lord turn His face toward you and give you peace. |
| Congratulations to Carole! because Carole's a Grandma! March 15, 2004 |