bigdisneydaddy, your post totally sums up the experience at the Fort. I camped with my mom, dad, brother, and assorted friends at FTW from June 1972-March 1985. Those were the best moments of my life. My favorite memories are all of WDW and the Fort. I got away from camping during my young adult life and then I finally took the girls on their first trip to WDW in November, 2001. Although we stayed at CBR and WL, we had to make a trip over to the campground for memories. I was shocked at how emotional it was for me. After that, the Disney trips started becoming more and more frequent. Even though we tried other resorts, our hearts belonged at the campground. We stayed in the cabins often, but still, something was missing. At first I was a little nervous about purchasing a camper and handling it alone. (I'm a widow.) Then, I started thinking about the old camping days helping my dad set up the large TT. I knew that with practice and patience I could handle a popup. So, the new-to-us camper is in the driveway and we will be finally camping again in 95 days. I can't wait to be home!
ETA: I forgot to say that Ms. Sundee mentioned you also, MrsGus!