114 at Summer Camp

There are no fewer than 114 youngsters in Atlantic Highlands who had a delightful summer camp experience, Atlantic Highlands Councilman Brian Doughterty reported to the Mayor and Council at its meeting this week.

Dougherty noted the highly successful Summer Camp program sponsored by the borough in coordination with the Henry Hudson Board of Education ended this week for the 114 campers enrolled in the program.

Doughtery noted the praise of so many residents, parents and children for the program planned and operated under Camp Director Meg Fisher of the borough’s Recreation Department.

The program represented 2,046 camper days, according to Fisher’s report, representing a 71 per cent daily attendance and a 73 per cent attendance rate during the final week. Peak attendance was 83 per cent. The program included 14 field trips which included special visitors and events, as well as 16 hours inflatable water slide time. Only four days were need for indoor activities because of weather, Fisher noted.

The program included the cooperative efforts of local businesses as well as Fisher’s well-organized scheduling and planning, the report showed. Youngsters in the program got to see coffee being ground at one local shop and had the opportunity to make and take their own pizzas home thanks to another local business. Students also learned more about cycling and the importance of proper care for their bikes from yet another business. Youngsters in the camp also enjoyed 480 Kona ices!.

Fisher ran the program which also included a staff of ten counselors and six Counselors in Training.

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camp camp camp The tent he lived in stood right smack up against the wall of the shallow, dull-colored forest separating his own squadron from Dunbar’ s. Immediately alongside was the abandoned railroad ditch that carried the pipe that carried the aviation gasoline down to the fuel trucks at the airfield. Thanks to Orr, his roommate, it was the most luxurious tent in the squadron. Each time Yossarian returned from one of his holidays in the hospital or rest leaves in Rome, he was surprised by some new comfort Orr had installed in his absence – running water, wood-burning fireplace, cement floor. Yossarian had chosen the site, and he and Orr had raised the tent to get her. Orr, who was a grinning pygmy with pilot’s wings and thick, wavy brown hair parted in the middle, furnished all the knowledge, while Yossarian, who was taller, stronger, broader, and faster, did most of the work. Just the two of them lived there, although the tent was big enough for six. When summer came, Orr rolled up the side flaps to allow a breeze that never blew to flush away the air baking inside.The tent he lived in stood right smack up against the wall of the shallow, dull-colored forest separating his own squadron from Dunbar’ s. Immediately alongside was the abandoned railroad ditch that carried the pipe that carried the aviation gasoline down to the fuel trucks at the airfield. Thanks to Orr, his roommate, it was the most luxurious tent in the squadron. Each time Yossarian returned from one of his holidays in the hospital or rest leaves in Rome, he was surprised by some new comfort Orr had installed in his absence – running water, wood-burning fireplace, cement floor. Yossarian had chosen the site, and he and Orr had raised the tent to get her. Orr, who was a grinning pygmy with pilot’s wings and thick, wavy brown hair parted in the middle, furnished all the knowledge, while Yossarian, who was taller, stronger, broader, and faster, did most of the work. Just the two of them lived there, although the tent was big enough for six. When summer came, Orr rolled up the side flaps to allow a breeze that never blew to flush away the air baking inside.The tent he lived in stood right smack up against the wall of the shallow, dull-colored forest separating his own squadron from Dunbar’ s. Immediately alongside was the abandoned railroad ditch that carried the pipe that carried the aviation gasoline down to the fuel trucks at the airfield. Thanks to Orr, his roommate, it was the most luxurious tent in the squadron. Each time Yossarian returned from one of his holidays in the hospital or rest leaves in Rome, he was surprised by some new comfort Orr had installed in his absence – running water, wood-burning fireplace, cement floor. Yossarian had chosen the site, and he and Orr had raised the tent to get her. Orr, who was a grinning pygmy with pilot’s wings and thick, wavy brown hair parted in the middle, furnished all the knowledge, while Yossarian, who was taller, stronger, broader, and faster, did most of the work. Just the two of them lived there, although the tent was big enough for six. When summer came, Orr rolled up the side flaps to allow a breeze that never blew to flush away the air baking inside.