We are a Family: “Opening Day” by Emily Kasper
There are few joys in life like the opening day of a North Carolina sleepaway camp. Early that morning, the cabins stand quietly ready, creaking beams impatient for the weight of rambunctious campers to fill them once more with trunks of new stationary and old sneakers. The equipment is readied, the grass mown, the kitchens…
We are a Family: The Magic is BACK!
I wish you could see it. A few short minutes ago, the entire Kahdalea dining hall was rippling with wild movement, songs, dancing, and the brand of folly that is truly only on offer in this marvelous place! It is SO GOOD to see the spark return to these halls in the ecstatic form of…
We are a Family: REUNION: The Mountains are Calling
The blessing of camp is that the circle of friendship extends not just through your cabin or tribe, not just through your session, your summer or even your era. Camp friendships cross lines of age, of experience, of location. The counselors I looked up to adoringly are now my peers. Campers whose homesick shoulders I hugged are now in the carpool line with me. The sister (and brother) hood we create in our Green Cathedral continue to weave us together over a lifetime.
We are a Family: The Power of Friendship in the Mission of CKC
A few months ago, I attended the wedding of a former Chosatonga counselor, Mitchell Webb and his beautiful bride, Betsy. Once arrived at the church, I found myself tightly packed in the midst of 3 or 4 rows of former campers and counselors. Watching these old friends arrive, one by one, there was the tense…
We are a Family: The “CKC Recipe”: our ingredients for an incredible summer
The CKC Recipe You don’t need to be here long to realize that there is something different about Camp. Kahdalea and Chosatonga have been around for a long time (60 years! Woohoo!) and the people who come here can vouch that it is life changing. There is a magic here that helps people to grow…
We are a Family: “Opening Day” by Emily Kasper
There are few joys in life like the opening day of a North Carolina sleepaway camp. Early that morning, the cabins stand quietly ready, creaking beams impatient for the weight of rambunctious campers to fill them once more with trunks of new stationary and old sneakers. The equipment is readied, the grass mown, the kitchens…