Connor Duffie writes:
Kayti and I had known each other for many years out at camp. In the summer of 2010, Kayti and I were two of the very few “adults” in the canyon. me as the exiting intern and assistant director, and Kayti doing her usual summer rotation in the clinic. So naturally, we were bound to hang out.
I always thought of Kayti as way too cool for me (obviously not true once you know her well) and figured there wasn’t any chance of us getting together. That didn’t stop us from a little harmless flirting. We started hanging out in our free time during work week and staff week quite often. Most meals, coffee at night, long walks.
This lead into my infamous staff week speech to guys staff. Allow me to quote myself, “guys, camp relationships don’t work. concentrate on your campers, and save yourself the trouble.” Obviously my words would be eaten very fast.
As the summer unfolded, we continued to hang out. Fly fishing during rest time, more coffee/walks, and somehow whenever she arrived in echo valley i appeared at the clinic. (I wonder how that could’ve happened?)
I’m what some might call a slow starter. Even though I’ve always been an ardent supporter of the DTR talk (determine the relationship,) I didn’t see any need to have that talk with the girl I’d been spending all of my time with. Go figure.
Late one night, Kayti had just driven me back from Singing Hills. As I was about to get out of the car, she said to me, “I like you in a way that I don’t like anyone else.” I looked at her, and said “consider it reciprocated.” Thats it. I got out of the car and went to bed. Like an idiot.
Over the next few weeks (and two family weddings) we continued to get close and eventually became an official couple. By the end of the summer, I knew I loved her, and wanted to marry her.
This brings us back to my speech at staff week. No one had mentioned it all summer. I had totally forgotten about it. Of course, it was brought up at the EV staff “remember whens” on the last day. I still don’t think I’ve lived it down.
The summer ends. We both move to Austin. My house is only five blocks away from hers. Needless to say we spent a lot of time together. The whole time I was figuring out how soon can I propose. Obviously I had to give it SOME time. It was a bit of a whirlwind, but we got engaged in early December of that year, and got married that next April.
A week after our honeymoon we went back to camp for the summer. It was, interesting. Quite an experience. But it cemented our place as camp royalty. What’s more important than that?