Where the firemen built a break.
Where my kids went to camp, growing up, at a church-owned property shared by youth groups from across the region. Where our ward (like many) held several family campouts. I can still picture Peter cheerfully flipping pancakes.
I’m quite surprised there was anything left of the dining hall at all.
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Wow …
Comment by Anne 09.01.20 @ 12:54 amI’m so sorry. The devastation is heartbreaking. I watch the news and wish I lived close enough to offer a family shelter. Grateful that you are out of harm’s way.
Comment by Jayleen Hatmaker 09.01.20 @ 6:24 amOh.
That just hurts.
Chris S
I was afraid of that! How sad.
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