Camp Winston is my home... While at camp I have good times, and bad times... However when I have bad times EVERYONE at camp is there for me... The camp is my family, home, and generally the greatest place on earth... I'm trying to put into words what camp is to me... But I can't give camp just by simply writing down what it is... This summer I got an assignment at camp to write down what camp means to me... My response is I can't write this down because trying to write down the majesty that is camp on a piece of paper is like trying to fit a square peg into a round hole, or telling me not to be silly... To actually know what camp means you have to experience first hand... When you are at camp everyone has a special connection and everyone gets along for the most part. I don't go to camp for the same reasons as most people, I don't go for a job, I don't go for the activities, I don't go for fun, I go for the people! So in conclusion, I can't explain exactly what it means to me but I can tell you, CAMP MEANS THE WORLD TO ME!