I didn’t carry trunks this morning. For the first time in forty years, I was sidelined and put on the injured reserve (or permanently removed from the...

I can’t believe this is our last day. It is a jolting fact that surprised me this morning. I awoke with the usual little details niggling the back of ...

I awakened thinking of last night’s play. Matilda is a fantastic play and an excellent movie, and it is worthy of this moment in camp. It was an ambit...

We changed tables again this morning. After this change, mealtimes typically become more suitable for an elderly gentleman like myself (at least for a...

For Greystone girls, camp Sundays become the standard by which all future Sundays will be measured. Most will pale in comparison, particularly regardi...

Production Night was shockingly good. Each dance and every musical performance outstanding in every detail. The costumes, the timing (during and betwe...

Our last Sleep-Late-Friday began with cloudy skies, cool temperatures, and the promise of rain in the air. As we STILL have not had a rainy day, the c...

Last night’s Senior Celebration was spectacular. We quickly gathered on the pageant court for an early 7:15 start, knowing that it would be a long sho...

The 2024 Jimbolympiad threaded that elusive needle of the “perfect” EP experience. This is high praise, for we usually regret little things that didn’...

As Christians, we are called to be generous. I was taught to give generously, and most of our Greystone community believes likewise. We have all been ...

Breakfast conversations today were centered on the interesting question of “why am I at this table?”. Every week, we change tables, but this is not a ...

How do you handle unsettling news in a camp setting? This is not an unusual question; we have faced it many times. It always comes as a surprise at th...

The “early-morning report” from Jimboy adds humidity to the otherwise perfect sunrise today. It appears that the “Dog Days” of summer are upon us. Thi...

It’s sleep-late Friday, which gives Margaret and me time to languish before our morning meeting (the Head Staff normally meet around our kitchen table...

Another beautiful morning… another sunny summer day… another great memory from another great evening program… another day of activities… another day f...

If you are an early reader of the Blog, you might have noticed that we posted earlier than normal yesterday and thought to yourself “I bet Jimboy is t...

We are entering what I consider to be the most fun time at camp. The campers are settled in and very comfortable with each other and their plans for t...

When did the statement “time is passing quickly” become real to you? Probably not when you were 10 years old (for the young, time passes like a slow-m...

Last night every cabin did their own EP. Counselors are allowed to plan one special EP for their girls (we only have 1 cabin night all summer long); c...

The campers and counselors are getting tired, as they always do at this point of Main Camp. They are not exhausted, but they certainly have that relax...

The Fourth of July is much anticipated and genuinely celebrated at Greystone. We dress up in gaudy outfits from Walmart or Oriental Trading, play Amer...

It’s Challenge Day, that wonderful tradition that marks the summer as officially awesome in my world. Opening Day is more satisfying, Closing Day more...

As I write this, the campers are still wearing sweatshirts due to the brisk temperature and light breeze on this bright sunny day. Yes, it is a perfec...

Cell phones used to be cool “must-have” accessories. I remember the day I bought a Motorola Razor as one of the most satisfying purchases of my 30 yea...