"When the story is told, and an experienced eye surveyed the camp grounds,
the only telltale sign that over 50 people had spent the previous evening on the
shores of Mary's Pond was a small plush dog found floating in a large puddle in
the middle of the meeting area. Everything was left better than they had found
it. More importantly, some enthusiastic Cub Scouts will relive in their
long-lasting memories the knots they kind of learned, the hot dogs that they
kind of cooked, the marshmallows they kind of dropped onto the pine needle
carpet, and the lightning, thunder and downpours that seemed less important from
their own safe Marion homes.
Leave no trace, but take away a load of great memories."
You can read the entire story at SouthCoastToday.com.