The last morning of Camp Paxson had arrived, and the typical craziness of that last day at camp was in progress. Breakfast was over, and then began the mad rush to get all of the campers ready to head home.
The bus back to Bozeman, Montana, would leave at 9 a.m., and hopefully parents of the remaining campers would be there and gone by 11. During that time, we, as staff, would be getting camp gear loaded into the truck, as well as cleaning the cabins, bathrooms and lodge — and, by God’s grace, making sure no kids were left behind.
And that is where the story begins … .