Emil delays leaving as long as he can, by encouraging me to meet each of his counsellors, take pictures of him with them, and then trying to get them to walk with us to our vehicle when they are busy trying to help all the campers get loaded up and headed home. I try to make the transition easier: buy a bag of Hawkins cheezies for him; say we’ll stop along the route to pick up something to drink.
Back in Wadena he was to be delivered to his workplace, where they were having a supper and dance. He had plenty to look forward to. What a great life he has.