You didn't by any chance spend any time at Broad Creek Scout Reservation in Maryland did you. I ask because what I read of this so far (admittedly only part 1) sounds eerily familiar. I've spent a total of 176 weeks of my life (8 weeks at a shot for 22 summers) at that camp, and what I've read could literally be any number of first hand accounts of 'Staff Week' there. Minus the alcohol (we'd have been kicked off reservation for having it).

All the blathering aside, your story is making me homesick for camp... there may be something fundamentally wrong with me I'm going to have to make a trip out there for a day this summer.