This summer was the 90th anniversary of Brighton LDS Girls Camp. Some of the staff members from my 1991 year decided to gather together for dinner the week before the reunion. I think only about 10 of us made it, but it was such a high to get together. It's been 20 whole years, which seems unbelievable, but everyone looks so much the same and is doing such neat things with their lives. We've all had troubles and triumphs, and it was an absolute joy to gather together and share our histories. I love that group.
Back Row: Oreo, Spice, Bambi, Jabba, Indy, Mush and Bonsai
Front Row: Willow, Gecko, EweHoo and Cherokee
Then over the weekend was the big shin-dig up at camp. Sadly our Saturday was already totally full, so I couldn't go up on the busy day when I would have seen so many more people from my years. But on Sunday after church my daughters and I picked up my mom (Casey as she is known up at Brighton) and we drove up. I'm telling you, just pulling into the top of Big Cottonwood Canyon and smelling the piney air fills me with a sense of well-being and happiness. And suddenly I have the uncontrollable urge to sing. Cant keep those camp songs out of my head! It was a total thrill to walk all over camp, taking pictures of all the places I painted my name (wherever you live up at camp you get to paint your name), being flooded with memories.
Quimby and the next Gecko
Floss, Casey and Apple
Checking out my signature in Wildernest, home of the directors
Above is my name in Cookie Jar, the home of the kd's, and below is my slightly over-the-top signature in The Outback, home of the craft specialists.
The path to the cabins, affectionately known as Hernia Hill - doesn't look too bad from here
Me with 1997's contribution to camp - the record of our Courageous adventure, a story for another day
Bitty was ecstatic to be there. She was feeling the love and was bubbling over with enthusiasm about hiking and singing and staying in cabins and even insisted that I call her Gecko for the rest of the day. It was something else to have three generations of past and future campers there:
Well, I'm out of explatives. I don't know what else I can say to share the fact that Brighton is the most wonderful place on earth. You'll just have to go there yourself. Also, you should read this article.