He, his younger brother, and his sister were all campers during the 1960s. He found his talent at camp and entertained us all with music. How wonderful it was to have been witness to these wonderful, contributing kids and teenagers. The eldest remained in music and, to this day, continues to work professionally as a composer and orchestrator. Incidentally, he is also the builder and administrator of our blog.
I owe him beyond words for his work on the design, layout, and editing of my third book, Events Dictate, with our darling redhead professional editor. Together still, I look forward to more of their excellent work on my fourth book to be born in about 5 to 6 months.
The composer/editor has also authored other books, including a six-volume science fiction series and a set of paranormal mysteries. His talent does not ebb. As I see and know him, he continues to grow creatively.
As an editor, he reads me well and is free to make any changes he sees and feels need to be done. I am fine with anything he does. And you should know I offered to split any profits from the book sales with him, but when he discovered that Lenette and I wished to give the profits to deserving charities, he told me he wanted nothing. He says that what he did and continues to do is because he owes us. What a mensch!
Looking back, Lenette and I believe Purple Sage and Camp Shasta were accidents of their time and will never be duplicated. This is also true of other programs we built and ran. Today, the codes, the costs, the insurance, etc., make it impossible to return to those days when we oversaw what we did. Today those who police and regulate city and county standards would never allow it. How lucky we all were and how lucky we are.
We meet, things happen—Hopefully good things to us—How lucky we are.