Hey Bro,
Didn't get my first letter yet, huh? They must have crossed in the mail. No sense in my repeating myself, you'll have it soon.
The kids are due in later today and the place is all abuzz. We are one counselor short now because Steve quit and went home.
Strange that! We had been going out and waiting for the lights. Finally, the night before last, we saw them. They looked like lantern lights. Steve and I tried to follow them. We ended up down near the river but they vanished before we could get close enough to see what was causing them. Steve said he heard some guys talking but the voices seemed muffled and he couldn't make out what was said.
I wonder if the voices belonged to those two campers we met our first day here? I still haven't remembered where I had seen that one before, but the more I think about it, the more I think it may have been in one of dad's files.
Steve must have gotten spooked because after I returned to the cabin from my shower yesterday morning, he was gone. Jenny siad he had packed up and Craig had driven him to the bus station. I had to take over Steve's campers but Craig is helping me out.
Darren Cook, huh? I seem to recall Dad mentioning him. Remember, they worked together when Frayman Enterprises were receiving all those bomb threats a couple of years ago. Did you get to meet him? Dad said he was the best in his field.
Poor Chet! But, his dad does have the right idea. It will be good for him.
Something to help us with our investigations? I wonder what Phil has up his sleeves now?
Oh! I promised to tell you about some of the people here. For starters, Craig and Jenny opened the camp two years ago. It does seem like a large camp to be so new. Craig is a professional fisherman...(I knew I had seen him on tv)...and Jenny worked for the Fish and Wildlife Service for three years. She quit when she and Craig decided to open up the camp.
Kevin Aston is from Southport. He plays on their basketball team. So, you've seen him. He's a nice guy with curly, black hair and dark eyes. If we went to the same school, I can totally see us hanging out together. And get this!! He has a Woody. An original with all it's original parts, in great condition. He said it was his grandmother's and she gave it to him for his sixteenth birthday. Some people have ALL the luck!
Ace Lawrence is one guy I can't stand. He's always showing off and playing practical jokes. This red-headed cretin is one I wish I could avoid, but he and Timothy have the cabin closest to mine.
Timothy Dalton is a nice guy. Needless to say, he doesn't get along well with his roommate. Tim's from upstate New York. He fancies himself a mountain climber and talks constantly about wanting to climb Mt. Everest before his eighteenth birthday.
Too bad I didn't get to go to the lecture with you. I would have enjoyed meeting Mr. Cook. What did he look like? Did he discuss the metods of terrorists or only ways to deal with it? I would like to talk to him. It would be interesting to hear his take on the Assassins.
Almost dinner time. The food here isn't so bad, but I am looking forward to later tonight. I am hoping to get another chance at the mysery lights.
Until next time,
Joe
Didn't get my first letter yet, huh? They must have crossed in the mail. No sense in my repeating myself, you'll have it soon.
The kids are due in later today and the place is all abuzz. We are one counselor short now because Steve quit and went home.
Strange that! We had been going out and waiting for the lights. Finally, the night before last, we saw them. They looked like lantern lights. Steve and I tried to follow them. We ended up down near the river but they vanished before we could get close enough to see what was causing them. Steve said he heard some guys talking but the voices seemed muffled and he couldn't make out what was said.
I wonder if the voices belonged to those two campers we met our first day here? I still haven't remembered where I had seen that one before, but the more I think about it, the more I think it may have been in one of dad's files.
Steve must have gotten spooked because after I returned to the cabin from my shower yesterday morning, he was gone. Jenny siad he had packed up and Craig had driven him to the bus station. I had to take over Steve's campers but Craig is helping me out.
Darren Cook, huh? I seem to recall Dad mentioning him. Remember, they worked together when Frayman Enterprises were receiving all those bomb threats a couple of years ago. Did you get to meet him? Dad said he was the best in his field.
Poor Chet! But, his dad does have the right idea. It will be good for him.
Something to help us with our investigations? I wonder what Phil has up his sleeves now?
Oh! I promised to tell you about some of the people here. For starters, Craig and Jenny opened the camp two years ago. It does seem like a large camp to be so new. Craig is a professional fisherman...(I knew I had seen him on tv)...and Jenny worked for the Fish and Wildlife Service for three years. She quit when she and Craig decided to open up the camp.
Kevin Aston is from Southport. He plays on their basketball team. So, you've seen him. He's a nice guy with curly, black hair and dark eyes. If we went to the same school, I can totally see us hanging out together. And get this!! He has a Woody. An original with all it's original parts, in great condition. He said it was his grandmother's and she gave it to him for his sixteenth birthday. Some people have ALL the luck!
Ace Lawrence is one guy I can't stand. He's always showing off and playing practical jokes. This red-headed cretin is one I wish I could avoid, but he and Timothy have the cabin closest to mine.
Timothy Dalton is a nice guy. Needless to say, he doesn't get along well with his roommate. Tim's from upstate New York. He fancies himself a mountain climber and talks constantly about wanting to climb Mt. Everest before his eighteenth birthday.
Too bad I didn't get to go to the lecture with you. I would have enjoyed meeting Mr. Cook. What did he look like? Did he discuss the metods of terrorists or only ways to deal with it? I would like to talk to him. It would be interesting to hear his take on the Assassins.
Almost dinner time. The food here isn't so bad, but I am looking forward to later tonight. I am hoping to get another chance at the mysery lights.
Until next time,
Joe