It's been fourteen years since I last assumed the pseudonym of "Frostbite" for three months in the piney woods of East Texas . From 1991 through 1993, I summered at Pine Cove Ranch, a Christian camp for 6th-12th graders near Tyler. Every week, a new batch of campers would arrive, and along with my colleagues Bushwacker, Backfire, Fezzik and the rest, we'd herd them in for six days of water sports, horses, biking, Bible study, sermons, and silliness.