By Michael Pinsky, former Camper, Princeton ’15
I remember understanding even when I was a camper that my time at Moosilauke was valuable. I didn’t want to waste even a single day because I knew there would come the time when I would no longer be able, as a camper, to wake up to the sound of Timmy Walton hollering for Moosebears to get up, cheering for chicken patties when we 11-year-olds peered into the high windows of the dining hall and spotted buns,
Dear Bill and Sabina,
Sitting here in August we find it hard to believe that the summer is winding down. School supplies have been purchased along with a new school bag and jeans. Camp Moosilauke “active wear” is now PJ’s and the Moose sweatshirt has been hung in the closet. We now understand the saying…”All good things must come to an end.”
It was about a year ago that we heard about Moosilauke for the first time.
by Lisa, parent, Greenwich, Connecticut
As adults we are sometimes cursed and sometimes blessed by having the skill of reflection. It is often my habit to look back at my life and wonder or think about the ‘what ifs’ or how different decisions could have changed my life. Although we obviously make our decisions with the best information that we have at the time, the future allows us to postulate how we could have made better decisions or what we wished we had done differently.