A Healthy Dose of GRP
By Ruby Compton
It is an exciting week at GRP because our first summer staff member has arrived. I am pleased to introduce to you Gavin Jacquin, one of our Program Interns for the summer. Gavin has spent his first week learning his way around the office, working on accreditation materials, and even got to visit the Spire and the Hemlock Field. I asked Gavin why he came to work at camp and the following is what he shared.
In getting closer and closer to graduation, and possibly starting graduate school, more and more of my time was spent questioning myself and the decisions I’ve made: do I want to live in Ohio for the rest of my life; am I choosing the right major for school or even the right school in the first place (I sometimes think too far ahead and can tend to be a tad dramatic)? With how overwhelming these decisions were for me and can be for a lot of college students, I decided to take some time away from everything to reassess not only what I truly wanted out of my life, but also what it was that I wanted to contribute to others.
In talking with my best friend Michael Woogerd (a former mentor at camp) and his wife Sara Woogerd (a former nurse at camp) the name Green River Preserve kept coming up. When I asked what GRP was, words like gorgeous, freeing, and magical were quickly thrown into the mix. In trying to grasp the concept of words such as magical and breathtaking and see how I could relate them to my current situation, I realized that overall camp is, for a lot of people, and could be for me, a much-needed break from the stresses in our day-to-day lives.
“I can’t wait to lose myself in the woods this year at camp," Mike would say. So for the next few weeks I spent hours talking about camp with their family and read any and everything I possibly could on their website until I came across their videos. Needless to say, 2 seconds into the trailer for camp I was hooked and had finally made up my mind that GRP was just the medicine I needed, except unlike Mike I wouldn’t be going to GRP to “lose” myself in the woods, but to, in a way, “find” myself in the woods!