It was just a place
Old boards nailed to stakes
Platforms floating in the sky

We were children, you and I

It was just a summer’s dream
Whittled by a river’s stream
Sun baked kisses by and by

We were children, you and I

It was just a passing time
Trailing off on memory’s line
Gaining height as we fly

We were children, you and I

It was just some wood and ash
Left to smolder in our past
Leaving holes to big to hide

We were children, you and I

Dedicated to Berkeley Tuolumne Family Camp, which was burned to the ground in the California Rim Fire August 25th, 2013. Located just of outside the gates of Yosemite National Park, BTC has been serving families since 1922, and will remain possessed in the hearts of all who knew and loved her forever. I spent only a few summers at Camp, but that was enough for the sweet smell of the mountain misery and a deep enduring love for the place to seep into my heart. 

I can’t wait to see you rise from the ashes. 

For more information check out the Friends of Berkeley Tuolumne Camp Website here.