The overnight wind and rain brought enough cool air that we had to close the window in our bedroom by morning. The day dawned damp, but by noon the sun shined and the Mennonite minions hit the beaches, the ball courts, the fields, and the sun chairs. A good day was had by all. Well not all. Micah came down with a virus of some kind (hoof and mouth) that he thought he contracted at his kids daycare. Anyway, he and Nora Jane left camp for Goshen to convalesce. After they left, we wiped the entire cabin down with Lysol disinfectant. After that, most of us went to church service, which was a typical Mennonite service until the sermon. I found out later that the speaker wasn't Mennonite, but I didn't know that when he interjected into his sermon the claim that Covid was sent (by the Devil, I guess) to split the church. Since I wasn't expecting a view point like this, I wasn't listening as closely as I should have been. No matter. This gentleman will speak every day this week, so I'll get a better handle on who he is and what he espouses. For fun we took a boat ride this afternoon, which was very pleasant, and for dinner we drove over to Manistee to eat at TJ's Pub. In all, it was a nice gentle day at camp where life is good, especially today.
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