Deever Jenkins passed away. Most of you, of course, did not know him, but lots of us did. He came to Purple Sage Day Camp as a little boy in the fifties and stayed with us until camp Shasta ended in 1970.
I write “he was complex,” and he was. Bright and caring, he was a contributor and always did a wonderful job when responsible for others. In fact, we thought him good enough to take over camp in the seventies. He always contributed what he could to help make things better for others. To that point, he and another long-term camper ran a successful day camp program for a large temple in Las Vegas. Lenette and I were very proud of the job they did.
He loved surfing and made this activity his “go-to” until he suffered a head injury. He also loved fishing, which was something he and another camper took very seriously. He leaves behind two adult children and a remarkable sister.
Deever’s history ultimately played an important part in his life; In his late teens and early twenties, he demonstrated tremendous leadership potential. He had much to give and did so. We will always remember him.
Deever lived his way—He surfed and loved his fishing—He remains with us.