Growing up there were always a couple of people I expected to see at camp each summer.  Rebecca a.k.a. "Reebox" was one of those.

At the tender age of 17 she was gone.  The car accident that claimed her life, has changed at least my way of looking at life.

Camp has never been the same since her passing in 1991.  I still can remember, the summer of '91 and how much I didn't want to be there without her.  Going, back then, was probably the hardest thing I have ever done.

Rebecca had so much energy for life that it seemed so unfair at the time, and at times still does; she didn't get to fulfill her dream of being the ultimate camp counselor.  Some of that still lives on.

"Satellite"