Found this on Youtube.
Fletcher
For those of you who Myspace or Facebook, there are several groups/pages set up to help folks reconnect with one another.
One of my favorites, probably because I'm getting old is the facebook group called
"Camp McDowell - 80s/90s Edition"
Once you have joined Myspace or Facebook, you can access these pages and reconnect with folks!
Facebook Groups for McDowell
Camp McDowell - 80s/90s Edition
CAMP MCDOWELL IS AWESOME
Wonderful Wonderful Camp McDowell
I encourge you to give it a shot!
Fletcher
P.S. Post any questions you have in the comments!
Michael Goldsmith has confirmed:
Greetings from Wonderful, Wonderful Camp McDowell!
It is time to start registration for the 2007 Reunion. Here’s the plan:
June 23rd-24th
The Lodges at Miller Commons
Come anytime on Saturday but we will only be serving Supper on that day
The Cost is $65/person: This includes Supper Saturday Night/Brunch Sunday, Lodging, Entertainment, Camp Fun
Your check is your reservation!
Make check out to Camp McDowell and put Reunion in the Memo Line
Mail to 105 DeLong Road, Nauvoo, AL 35578
PLEASE forward this [information] to anybody you can think of! If you want more folks from your “age group” to come this year, find them and invite them!
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Folks, this was a real treat last year, a real charge for the spiritual batteries!
So Fly, get Thee to McDowell, the Reunion is on!
Coming to a Clear Creek near you, June 2007
Or at least that is the rumor I heard...
Stay tuned for more updates here on the blog.
P.S.
While you wait, go by the New Camp McDowell Canteen Online
I've posted almost all the pictures we have received from the Reunion Weekend, and starting next week, I'll be scanning a number of Mary Gamble Yancey's pictures from the past.
The McDowell Archive Project begins...
There are a number of ways you can help:
1. Email us "full camp" pictures, which dates/sessions if you know it.
2. Email us individual camp pictures, with names/dates, if you know it.
3. Begin writing a personal testimonial as to the role Camp McDowell has played in your life. We will start publishing these in the Fall of 2006.
This will probably take many moons, months, years even to record an accurate record of Camp McDowell and its magic, but let it begin now...
The McDowell Archive Project begins...
There are a number of ways you can help:
1. Email us "full camp" pictures, which dates/sessions if you know it.
2. Email us individual camp pictures, with names/dates, if you know it.
3. Begin writing a personal testimonial as to the role Camp McDowell has played in your life. We will start publishing these in the Fall of 2006.
This will probably take many moons, months, years even to record an accurate record of Camp McDowell and its magic, but let it begin now...
A number of folks have sent pictures from the reunion, and I hope to get all of these put up into a slideshow format soon.
If you have any good shots, please send them to campmcdowellreunion@hotmail.com
Until then, here are a couple more pictures from the weekend.
-Jimmy Gauld-
-Sonny Prichett and Jonathan Horn-
-Michael Goldsmith-
-Jay Pfaffman-
-Donna Eich Brooks-
-Jimmy, Donna, Jonathan, Michael-
-Danny Whitsett of the Soultones-
-The Soultones-
If you have any good shots, please send them to campmcdowellreunion@hotmail.com
Until then, here are a couple more pictures from the weekend.
-Jimmy Gauld-
-Sonny Prichett and Jonathan Horn-
-Michael Goldsmith-
-Jay Pfaffman-
-Donna Eich Brooks-
-Jimmy, Donna, Jonathan, Michael-
-Danny Whitsett of the Soultones-
-The Soultones-
Day Two of the Camp McDowell Summer Staff reunion started out hot, though in the end, the reunion-closer ultimate frisbee game had some serious rain.
People rose slowly, trickled out of their cabins at the Miller Commons, to sniff out the coffee brewing in various kitchens. Jay Pfaffman and the Gamble girls went for a run; several people had to pick up the get and get on, leaving before most were even awake; and number of people had come to Camp McDowell but left later in the evening on Saturday.
At 10am, we made our way down to Stough Lodge for breakfast. A number of people who had not shown up on Saturday, were sitting in Stough Lodge - a welcome treat! We sang, then feasted.
We had thought that Chapel would be in Pradat Hall at the Miller Commons area; however, Mark announced that we would have Eucharist at the chapel at the lower camp, much to everyone's joy.
People trickled down, as our collective kids played on the girl's side playground.
Mark Johnson presided over our service, while Jay Pfaffman and Donna Eich Brooks led the music. We sang, prayed, and rejoiced. Mark reminded us that the Church and Camp McDowell need our help and service; and we ended singing old camp standards.
For all people in their daily life and work;
For our families, friends, and neighbors, and for those who are alone.
For this community, the nation, and the world;
For all who work for justice, freedom, and peace.
For the just and proper use of your creation;
For the victims of hunger, fear, injustice, and oppression.
For all who are in danger, sorrow, or any kind of trouble;
For those who minister to the sick, the friendless, and the needy.
For the peace and unity of the Church of God;
For all who proclaim the Gospel, and all who seek the Truth.
After the service, we gathered on the hill outside the chapel for a group picture. If you recall, in the late 1970s and early 1980s camp pictures were taken outside the chapel, and only later moved the hill outside the Kremlin.
I had to leave after the picture was taken, but I understand a number of folks stayed to share, celebrate, and play a game of ultimate frisbee.
All and all, the weekend was one of magic and memories, of returning to the source, and reveling in the glory of old friends and family.
I think maybe Patsy Pyle and Susanna Hayes Whitsett said it best:
"It's rare, but sometimes you can go back."
People rose slowly, trickled out of their cabins at the Miller Commons, to sniff out the coffee brewing in various kitchens. Jay Pfaffman and the Gamble girls went for a run; several people had to pick up the get and get on, leaving before most were even awake; and number of people had come to Camp McDowell but left later in the evening on Saturday.
At 10am, we made our way down to Stough Lodge for breakfast. A number of people who had not shown up on Saturday, were sitting in Stough Lodge - a welcome treat! We sang, then feasted.
We had thought that Chapel would be in Pradat Hall at the Miller Commons area; however, Mark announced that we would have Eucharist at the chapel at the lower camp, much to everyone's joy.
People trickled down, as our collective kids played on the girl's side playground.
Mark Johnson presided over our service, while Jay Pfaffman and Donna Eich Brooks led the music. We sang, prayed, and rejoiced. Mark reminded us that the Church and Camp McDowell need our help and service; and we ended singing old camp standards.
For all people in their daily life and work;
For our families, friends, and neighbors, and for those who are alone.
For this community, the nation, and the world;
For all who work for justice, freedom, and peace.
For the just and proper use of your creation;
For the victims of hunger, fear, injustice, and oppression.
For all who are in danger, sorrow, or any kind of trouble;
For those who minister to the sick, the friendless, and the needy.
For the peace and unity of the Church of God;
For all who proclaim the Gospel, and all who seek the Truth.
After the service, we gathered on the hill outside the chapel for a group picture. If you recall, in the late 1970s and early 1980s camp pictures were taken outside the chapel, and only later moved the hill outside the Kremlin.
I had to leave after the picture was taken, but I understand a number of folks stayed to share, celebrate, and play a game of ultimate frisbee.
All and all, the weekend was one of magic and memories, of returning to the source, and reveling in the glory of old friends and family.
I think maybe Patsy Pyle and Susanna Hayes Whitsett said it best:
"It's rare, but sometimes you can go back."
Deep in the heart of Nauvoo, on the majestic Clear Creek, in Northern Alabama, a group of old camp staffers gathered together for the first time in a long while. The day started out sunny and hot, but cooler winds and a few showers brought welcome relief, as the sun came back out around 3pm and stayed til dark.
Folks pulled up to Pradat Hall and signed in, made name tags on wood chips - complete with green gimp, garnered a room assignment, and made their way into Commons area. Car after car pulled up and it was anyone's guess who was gonna jump out of each.
Spanning several generations of camp staffers, folks began to arrive at the Miller Commons (a newer addition to Camp McDowell) around 2pm on Saturday, and they just kept coming.
All told, over a hundred people showed up to fellowship, get reacquainted, and bask in that special blessing that is Camp McDowell.
The field in front of Pradat Hall was set up for the music, and folks began to gather to meet and greet until around 5pm when Jimmy Gauld took the stage. Children ran around playing, frisbees and footballs came out, and much music was played. After Jimmy, Michael Goldsmith, Jay Pfaffman, Donna (Eich) Brooks, Sonny Pritchett and Jonathan Horn played; and The Soultones closed the evening around 11:30ish. Note: Another fine female singer performed but the name escapes me, someone please post in comments and I'll add her too!
Rev. Mark Johnson cooked ribs, and we feasted on sweet corn rubbed with butter, bread, and baked beans.
As the music came to an end, the porches at Miller's Commons became the gathering points for folks who burned the midnight oil: talking, remembering, and laughing.
It was quite an experience to be within the sound of people's voices once again; some of us have been gone from Camp McDowell and Alabama for some time. In fact, I was feeling like a road warrior for my eight hour drive; however, it should be noted that Emily Farish Brown came all the way from California, and where this is an amazing feat worthy of accolades and honors, Patsy Pyle came from France!
BTW, Ferris Camp called during the field party but my phone was messed up at that moment; he left a message sending his love and affection, and he would have come would it not for the fact he was headed for France with his family.
Stay tuned for Day Two, and if you have any pictures please email them!
Folks pulled up to Pradat Hall and signed in, made name tags on wood chips - complete with green gimp, garnered a room assignment, and made their way into Commons area. Car after car pulled up and it was anyone's guess who was gonna jump out of each.
Spanning several generations of camp staffers, folks began to arrive at the Miller Commons (a newer addition to Camp McDowell) around 2pm on Saturday, and they just kept coming.
All told, over a hundred people showed up to fellowship, get reacquainted, and bask in that special blessing that is Camp McDowell.
The field in front of Pradat Hall was set up for the music, and folks began to gather to meet and greet until around 5pm when Jimmy Gauld took the stage. Children ran around playing, frisbees and footballs came out, and much music was played. After Jimmy, Michael Goldsmith, Jay Pfaffman, Donna (Eich) Brooks, Sonny Pritchett and Jonathan Horn played; and The Soultones closed the evening around 11:30ish. Note: Another fine female singer performed but the name escapes me, someone please post in comments and I'll add her too!
Rev. Mark Johnson cooked ribs, and we feasted on sweet corn rubbed with butter, bread, and baked beans.
As the music came to an end, the porches at Miller's Commons became the gathering points for folks who burned the midnight oil: talking, remembering, and laughing.
It was quite an experience to be within the sound of people's voices once again; some of us have been gone from Camp McDowell and Alabama for some time. In fact, I was feeling like a road warrior for my eight hour drive; however, it should be noted that Emily Farish Brown came all the way from California, and where this is an amazing feat worthy of accolades and honors, Patsy Pyle came from France!
BTW, Ferris Camp called during the field party but my phone was messed up at that moment; he left a message sending his love and affection, and he would have come would it not for the fact he was headed for France with his family.
Stay tuned for Day Two, and if you have any pictures please email them!
-Mr. Rick Johnson and John Peter Crook McCall, 2006-
The first annual Summer Staff Reunion happened this weekend!
Check back here later today for a full update!
Guess, I'll see you tomorrow bright and early!
The Guacamole Brothers, hosting the Talent Show at Camp McDowell, circa 1990.
