Category Archives: Camp Dixie


Friday, May 23 2008 I got up at 3:50 am and drove up to Camp. I stopped just inside the gate and changed into my tuxedo. I slowly drove into camp, with my windows down, hoping not to hear the dogs start barking.

Luck was with me and I parked at the Big House with no sign that Rhonda or the dogs were awake. I opened my trunk and started removing the boxes of tea candles (from the Dollar Tree). I placed the candles along the railing, lighting some immediately so as to not have everything spoiled if I was caught before I finished.

As I was working, I heard Rhonda open the side door and let 2 of the dogs out. That shook me a little. After getting all the candles placed, about 15 had gone out so I went back and re-lit them. My hand was shaking a little, and the lighter was losing some if it’s umph. I spread some rose petals (fake, from the Dollar Tree) on the ground and on the table, mixed in with the candles. Lastly I put some flowers (fake, from the Dollar Tree) on the table. All was ready. I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. Nothing. Her doorbell doesn’t work. I went to my car, and honked the horn. Nothing. I went back to my car and did ‘shave and a haircut’ on my horn.

Rhonda came out side wearing PJ’s and with a slightly befuddled look said “What? I need a jacket”. She then went back inside and closed the door to get a jacket. She came back out, this time I had enough time to actually ask the question. Her immediate response was

“No, no, now’s not the time!”

Fortunately I could tell she wasn’t answering me, she was just overwhelmed.

It took her about 15 minutes, but she eventually said yes.

We (she) called everyone and told them the news, then we cleaned out the gutters.

The Ring

Rhonda: “I couldn’t ask for a better engagement ring.”
Me: “Good, cause you’re not getting one!”

The next day we went to Wal-Mart and I bought her a $9 ring that she can wear even when she is working.

Searching for Dr. David B. Freeman

I am desperately looking for Dr. David B. Freeman, author of Pop J: The life of Albert Allen Jameson, a camping master. The book does not seem to be available anywhere and I’d like to find out if he has plans to publish it. As an alumnus of Camp Dixie as well as staff I have a great deal of interest in this book. I remember him coming by to talk to Miss Ann when he was doing his research. I know Camp has a few copies of the book, but would like to make sure it is more widely available.

Moving Again

I’m getting all set to move the summer camps site. It will save a bit of money, and simplify administration. The new host has been running all of my sites for a while now and I’m happy with them. Most of my preparation is done but I probably won’t move the site for a few weeks yet. I need to make sure Camp Dixie is all setup for the email change as that should be the only change they will notice.

Fall 2005 Catchup

So. The summer went pretty well. From what I hear. I don’t normally get sick much, but this summer, right in the middle of Camp, I got so sick that I wound up in the hospital for about 2 days. This thoroughly annoyed me, as I wound up not getting to be part of Camp much this summer. Oh well. It may work out for the best though. I wound up saving a bunch of vacation time and if they let me use it all next year, I’ll be there almost all summer. Keeping my fingers crossed.

I’ve been just slightly sick on and off since then, and I was out sick from work almost this whole week. My doctor has me on some antibiotics and I’m going to make sure that I stick to them till they are all gone. I want to be well and stay well.

Camp Dixie recently had a get together at Stone Mountain, just for the older ones. We’ll be doing one for the younger ones soon.

Camp Dixie 2005 Started

Well, Camp Dixie’s Summer 2005 season has started. I’m not able to be there full time, yet again, but I’m there as much as I can. The first day went well and we have a good bunch of kids. This is a small week, which the children like, and lets the staff get into the swing of things. We did a special flag lowering ceremony the first night, for the flag that we had left up since last year in honor of Miss Ann. Brett, Merry, and Dylan did a very nice job. Council fire went well, and I almost lost my voice singing. I bet they’re having a blast. Wish I was there.