Warren Camp life was ideal for a young boy. Rural; with woods, creeks, country roads and a lake just outside the camp; yet social, with plenty of other kids to play with. An early episode, which I don't remember but which was amusing enough to adults to merit a writeup, appeared the Warren magazine The Stabilizer. Click Here to read it.
A tricycle traffic jam, on the sidewalk leading to the Rec Hall, with the plant in the background, around 1948.
Bob in front, me in back, just north and west of our house, with the office where Dad worked in the background. The dark, tall object at the left is the plant cooling tower.
Dad and me in our front yard, with plant in background.