Some of my fondest memories growing up where spent at Camp Wood during my childhood summers. Every year, I would go to a church youth camp there. It was located on a hill outside of the town of Elzdale, Kansas. I always used to marvel at how small Elmdale was. I always wondered who lived in this small town and what was there to do? As years went by, I would take Highway 50 every now and then on my way to Kansas City and pass Elmdale. I finally took some time to walk around the city. At this point there are only 2 or 3 families still living there. On wikipedia it has the town population at 55 people. It is a sad town. You can tell that 50 or 60 years ago there were businesses and people coming by. At this point, the town is 3 streets a block long, and a hand full of abandoned buildings.