Children in juvenile stories seem to have a penchant for becoming mislaid. Sometimes it's strictly for adventure, and others for some type of character-building development to occur. This book belongs to the second category. Paul, the missing person, tritely sums it up; he found himself while he was finding his way. Paul does have this tendency toward cliche when he describes camp life and his first recognition of his own personality with its strong points as well as its weaknesses. Much sharper are his observations about things that are wrong -- the counselor with the profound belief in team sports, the dull teacher and the too chummy teacher, and the way students get around them, and especially his retrospective view of the ghastly, embarrassing accidents he bumbled into in his adolescent way. While the book does not make its points as strongly as intended, the first-person narrative shows some keen insights into the feelings of teenagers.