I’m sorry you got fired. I’m just as sorry that I had a hand in it. But you did something that was strictly against the rules, and then you lied about it. And you had other people try to cover up your tracks for you. That is unacceptable, especially at camp. You’re a great guy, there’s no doubt about that. I have the utmost respect for you as a person, but I have lost any faith in you as a coworker. Now, you probably won’t ever come back; it’s likely they won’t hire you back. But if you prove next year that you’ve changed, we’ll see what happens.
I was asked to bring the whole event to a close-to get people to confess. And I did. They all said your name. If you want to be mad, be mad at them, not me. I did my duty and my job; I must uphold the oaths and standards I agreed to in my contract and throughout my whole life. What would people think of me if I stood by and did nothing? I’ve done that before…it hasn’t gone well.
I miss you, Adam. You are a great person, and a great friend. I’m sorry this happened, and I wouldn’t be surprised if we never saw each other again. I can’t even get in contact with you. This letter is my one last chance at forgiveness. I know you’re likely never to come on this site or read this, but I guess that’s the point. Enjoy your life, Adam. I hope success plants itself at your feet.