Old Order Mennonite Memoirs
August 13, 2020
"Pop, pop," went the kernels of corn under the lid I held over the cast iron pan. The flames of the campfire flickered cheerily in the growing darkness of our seventh annual camping time with our grandchildren. Besides my first-time attempt at campfire popcorn, a whole bag of big marshmallows was toasted over the encircled heat. (This time I remembered to provide long sticks for everyone.)
On our first time in 2014 there were three grandchildren: Dana, age 6, Cassidy, age 4 and Kaitlyn, age 3. This past Friday night there were still only two girls, but there are now six more boys in the adv...