They had the camp all to themselves. A group of kids from San Antonio was supposed to go to that camp, but the camp was closed due to the snakes. Those kids had to go to another camp instead. This new camp was Camp Inspiration (also affectionately known as Camp Perspiration) in Eastland, TX. Eastland is known more for horned toads than snakes.
The group of kids from San Antonio were led by two young counselors. The young lady was the pastor's daughter. She had a heavy Tennessee accent. She could sing very well, and the camp director talked her into leading the worship at the camp. Oh yeah, she was very pretty as well.
She met and flirted with a counselor from a church in Dallas. They spent a lot of time together during the week of camp. After the camp was over, they wrote back and forth. He even went to visit her in San Antonio.
A couple of months later, she dumped him. It had happened to him before, so it was okay.
The young lady decided to go to college in Oklahoma City. The guy played on his church's softball team. Every Labor Day, they participated in a national tournament...in Oklahoma City. The tournament was sponsored by a local college...the one that the young lady attended. She decided to watch some of the games. They saw each other and spent some time together over the weekend.
Then, they didn't have any contact with each other...until the next Labor Day tournament...where they spent some time together...then there was no contact...until the next tournament.
This routine was getting a little old for both of them. She had dated just about everybody at the college. He had closure for his other failed relationships, but not for this one. Individually they had both decided that if they were to get together again, it might very well be for good this time.
They wrote letters to each other before the tournament. They wrote to each other after the tournament. She came down to the Dallas area to help celebrate his birthday. He made several weekend trips to Oklahoma. They talked about where the relationship might be headed. They prayed about it and decided that they would spend the rest of their lives together.
He proposed on a very cold December evening...on the bleachers of the softball field where they found each other again. She said yes, as he desperately hoped she would.
After that semester at college, she moved to Phoenix, Arizona. Her parents had moved there during the previous year due to her mom's health. Their wedding took place on a very hot August afternoon in Phoenix, kind of like the weather here in Texas lately.
They didn't realize it until later, but the wedding took place on the same day (August 11) that they met four years earlier.
Happy anniversary, Missy! I love you now more than ever.
Thank you, copperheads.
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