No Camp?! (pg. 1)

Anders Lee (via Mississippi Baptist) – In 1979, my Dad was pastoring Lee’s Chapel #2 outside Picayune, Miss. Summer had come and we were all excited about camp. It was my first camp ever — I was eight years old, and I really didn’t know what to expect. I was just told that camp was fun and there were snacks, food, games, and oh yeah, preaching. I was all in! We went just over the state line with other churches from the Hobolochitto association to a camp named Fontainebleau, a state park just outside Mandeville, La. Camp had just gotten underway when the Gulf of Mexico unexpectedly churned up Tropical Storm Bob. It was making a quick path straight up into Southeastern Louisiana and was predicted to become a Category 1 storm by its landfall. After being at camp for only one day, the camp director and other leaders made the call — camp was canceled!

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