If that coincidence was not enough after the orientation we went to
meet with our groups. As we were introducing ourselves the girl who
was sitting by me said her name which was one I had never heard but
when I said my name she looked intrigued. When I sat down she leaned
over and told me she thought I had been on a date with her sister the
night before. I was pretty sure she was mistaken because the girl I
had dated had a different last name. I told her who I had been out
with and she confirmed that was indeed her adopted sister, the
product of a blended family - different dads, different moms. The
upshot of that was that they were only a few months apart in age and
they had been separately selected to go to different leadership camps
and meet me. The mind boggles. Her step-dad was not quite done
following up with me on my poor punctuality with his daughter and he
sent a guy over to our group to break down for me what was not going
to happen at this camp. He singled me out and told me that I was
never to be outside my room after lights out and that I would be
joining the PT (for Physical Torture, I think) group for morning
exercise witch was usually an optional part of the camp. He let me
know I would be under special scrutiny for the week. I was paranoid
and really tired when we went to lunch. The officer attached to our
group finally met up with us and reiterated that the commander wanted
me watched carefully. Somehow that turned into him talking about
punishments and threaten to make me do twenty pullups. I told him I
could do that no problem, he scoffed and I bet him. I didn't know if
I could do it but I had been rock climbing quite intensely for two
years and thought I must be able to. I jumped up on a handy
horizontal bar and cranked off ten with no problem, the next five
were a struggle and the final were extremely difficult but I
finished. The guy was impressed an said he didn't expect me to be
able to do it he told me that he could respect that. Well, we were
getting somewhere.
