Arrr, a Maine haven fer wee deaf scallywags sails on, even after losin' a treasure beyond measure!
2024-09-02
Arrr, matey! Poor Joshua Seal, a lad who couldn't hear the cannon fire, met his fate in a foul skirmish. Yet, 22 wee buccaneers of the Deaf sailed through the third season of his camp, bless their hearts, including his own sprout! Aye, what a twist o' fortune!
Ahoy, mateys! Gather 'round fer a tale most grievous and yet tinged with a sprinkle o' mirth! Our good matey, Joshua Seal, a lad o' silence, did set sail on a grand adventure to forge a camp fer young scallywags of the Deaf and hard-of-hearing persuasion. Alas, 'twas a foul autumn last year when fate’s cruel hand snatched him away in a dreadful mass shooting, leavin’ nothin’ but sorrow and a gaping hole in the hearts of his crew.But fear not, fer his legacy sailed on like a ship on the high seas! Though he be resting in Davy Jones' locker, 22 brave young buccaneers, including his own wee lad, did embark on the third season o’ the camp he wrought with his own hands. Aye, they laughed, they played, and they learned, all while carryin’ the spirit of their fallen captain in their hearts.
So, raise yer tankards high, ye hearty folk! Let us toast to Joshua, the man who mayhap not seen the fruits of his labor, yet left behind a crew of intrepid adventurers ready to sail forth into the horizon! For in every giggle and splash, the echoes of his dream be alive and well. Aye, may his memory live on like the salty sea breeze! Arrr!