I'm glad I started this thread.
Everyday life can seem to be dull & hard at times, so it's nice to get a good surprise.
What made the letter mean so much to me is that next year there are going to be big changes. There's going to be new management in charge of the ride & a new catering company running things. We're not to sure what to expect, all we do know is that our close-knit team is not going to be the same next year.
At the last "group" dinner, everybody was giving speeches & saying thanks for the years of hard work. Faye actually had tears in her eyes as she was talking to us. To be honest, so did I.
Oh well, it's an end of an era, but I have heaps of memories to remind me of the good old days.
It's nice to have made such good volunteer friends. Most of them are over the age of 40 (I'm not quite yet 30, so I'm known as the "young one").
One lady, Lily, thinks I'm a such nice "girl" and a good worker. It's quite sweet really - jokingly I call her my "Camp mother".
And then there's my other friends - Alex (AKA Scotty - he's originally from Scotland), Norma (who likes bird watching), Little Bob (the route marshall who's nice to talk to), Phil (the luggage guy, with a really loud voice & a great joke telling ability) & heaps of other people.
The chefs were a great bunch to work for. The head chef "Charlie" may seem bossy at first, but get to know him & he's really very easy going - on a good day he'd give me a wink.
All the other chefs were nice to us - and to be honest kinda "cute".![]()
All in all, it's nice to have made such good friends.![]()