I worked at YMCA Camp Mason in Blairstown, New Jersey for 6 years through high school and into college as a camp counselor. It's like a fraternity or sorority - you're in it for life. And the people you meet there are in it too. And you talk about it all the time. The funny stuff, the not-so-funny stuff, you share pictures, you share names and addresses. Camp Mason taught me a LOT about life, about love, about friendship, about food poisoning, about everything. This song reminds me of the summer of 1992, I think. The summer of my first big, HUGE crush, Mark, that I got into trouble for since he was a counselor and I was not, (only a CIT at that point), the summer I figured out that I could be whoever I wanted to be when people didn't know me (since my high school experience sucked, and this was 8 hours away from high school....) and the summer I decided that I wanted to be a camp counselor. For a long, LONG time.
And 2-3 times every summer, I learned the words to a song to teach my cabin (sometimes with other cabins) to perform at the session's talent show. Sometimes I performed with them, other times I was perfectly happy to sit and watch. This was one I helped to perform. Complete with awesome dance moves. Fit for the 9 year olds that agreed to use this song. Poor girls. And it became kind of my 'theme song' for that summer. You know the words too. Sing with me.....