I returned to my redneck roots for one week this summer, serving as a counselor at Camp Appalachia in West Virginia, near my hometown. I was a camper there back in the late 1970s and early 1980s during the camp's first few years. I loved the experience then and even more this year as an adult. I knew the campers and other counselors had a blast, too, so I asked them to explain why for the benefit of future campers and counselors.
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