Camp #1: A bit of history is in order
When my parents were first married, they lived on the farm with my grandparents for several years. In the summer they would camp in the lower pasture, by a stream bordering my grandfather’s property for a bit more privacy. When I was born, they bought a chicken coop from my grandfather and moved that to the property to use as a camp. When my dad died I was 3 or 4. They where no longer living at the farm as my dad had taken a job 40 or 50 miles toward the coast. My mother had a 16×24’ building added on to serve as a living room/ sleeping porch, with the original chicken coop as a kitchen, and we moved back for the summer. A couple years later she had another building added as a st...
