It is the eve before my son’s firstday at summer camp. I get to drive him there and drop him off and drive away anxiously as he spends his week learning and playing with other scouts his age. I think that I may be more concerned than he is. As we were getting him ready, I made sure that he had his scouting 10 outdoor essentials, his webelos manual and some bacon jerky Incase he needed an extra snack. All I can think of is if he will be ok being at a strange camp by by himself (without a familiar grown up). Then the paranoia set in followed by all the what ifs. What if he wanders off and gets lost in the wilderness. What if he comes across a bear. What if there is a forest fire. There isn’t much more to write other than as every parent eventually does, I will have to let go and trust that my son can handle himself and take one more step closer to manhood by learning to be independent. With a prayer and a hopeful heart I wish my best Bud a day filled with joy and learning at Camp.