One night after one of our late night counselor swims a few of us were
hanging out outside of Grace Hall. We were standing there talking when
Nate went to swat at a pesky moth with the flashlight he had. Well when he
went to swat at it the top flew off the flashlight and down the hill with the
batteries. The worst part was that it wasn't his flashlight...it was Jake's
mom's (another counselor). It was hilarious!! There we were with our flashlights searching the
hill for the batteries and flashlight top. He eventually found them but I
don't think he did until the next morning.
---Contributed by Rachel