Elm Point Memories

I first met Stan/Dad when I first visited Elm Point in the mid-80s before Andrew and I married. We went out for a run with brother Will. I remember his questions and genuine interest about all aspects of my life and plans–his willingness to share the history and love of this special place. Stan was always in the middle of whatever was happening –making morning crumb cake, encouraging morning tasks, welcoming each new camper, even yoga on the dock led by Mike. All of us learners together. I will miss that so much!