When I arrived at camp, I introduced myself to a few people. One was this smiley looking chap who introduced himself as Big Bad Jim. He turned out to be Camp Dad. He was the kind of fella who could sit up in front of a room full of 43 excitable children and tell a story and have them absolutely captivated. I also have no doubt he could be pretty scary if he wanted to be. An article about him here.
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