Monthly Archives:January 2019

Twenty-four years ago, my family gave me the opportunity to be a camper at Camp Marist. I was fourteen years old and was more nervous than excited about leaving home. The minute I arrived at camp I knew I was in a special place. I was met by my prefect, Kevin King, and Scottish Giant, […]

Camp was a year round topic in our house. From early January, I can remember Dad sitting at the kitchen table going through sporting goods catalogues and ordering different equipment: basketballs, baseballs, nets, paddles, ping pong balls, and the list goes on. The excitement for camp really started to become real around the middle of […]