I went to Teton Valley for two summers in the 1960s. I idolized Bill Bricker and spent as much time with him as possible. He was charismatic and fun. Unfortunately, he also had the propensity to interact with young girls in sexually inappropriate ways. One night when we were camping in the mountains, I awoke to him kissing my mouth and rubbing my chest. It’s sad that people like that have such easy access to children. I know I wasn’t alone in this experience. It’s a terrible thing for a child to have to live with.
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