Happy Father's Day

Happy Father’s Day to all fathers! I have now missed Father’s Day for the past four years running, but we are all thinking of the fathers and father-figures in our lives today even if we can’t be with them in person. We made it to Los Angeles safely, after many hours of driving. Nick is ready to hibernate in a cave given his extensive supply of (mostly hyphy) music – all he needs are nuts and berries. Michael and Jasper put their petition-writing skills to good use in the van, and succeeded in us stopping at In N’ Out. Jasper brought a large book of crossword puzzles (of which I’m sure our mutual grandmother would be proud); I now know a Himalayan kingdom and a dignitary from Israel. Our group bonded over singing Disney songs in the van, particularly a certain song from “Mulan.” And some of us slept, which was very nice.
Having made it to LA, we travel-weary folk have since been exploring our home for the week. There is a huge gym that makes the Large Assembly at FCCB look tiny. The guys have been having fun playing basketball and frisbee. The Food Committee made dinner, only slowly finding the correct cooking implements and utensils in the kitchen. We had Mexican food, in honor of previous Winthrop work camps to Mexico and Pescadero. This week, most of the meals have some connection to previous work camp experiences…history and food all in one! This is the 30th work camp, by the way!
Our small groups have been assigned. I am in the Bulldogs, with Adam and Neichelle as our leaders. The two other groups are the Pink Prancing Ponies (aka P³) and the Saucy Stompers.
We are all excited for tomorrow, wondering what will happen this week. I personally can’t believe that this is my fourth and final year of work camp – but I am determined to fully experience every minute of it.
Love, Becca
PS. Jasper says “It is so frigging hot in here.” Adam says “It is so warm in here.” Sarah thinks they’re overreacting. And Michael keeps doing push-ups, so it can’t be THAT hot.