We have a wonderful book in our camp archives called Rockbrook Memories by Mary Bissell McIver Thompson. It was published in 1968 and is filled with stories about the early days at camp. It is fascinating to read all of the stories and realize that Rockbrook has not changed much at all! There was singing, polar bear, fun activities, skits, a ringing bell and of course fantastic friends. Sounds familiar doesn’t it? We hope to reprint this wonderful treasure and have it available for the new generations of campers to enjoy.
Back on the 29th of January, a few RBC girls got together for a mini-reunion at Lucile Martin’s house in Atlanta, GA. Fifteen or so people were able to make it. Not pictured above: Jennie Lewis, Charlotte Page, Jenny Howard, Maggie Allgood, Mandy Horton, Jill Woodruff King, Haley and Bayless Fleming.
It’s always so great to get together and remember all the happy times we’ve shared at Rockbrook. Sometimes you can’t help but laughing at some of those old photos.
Stay tuned! We’ll let you know when the next Rockbrook Mini Reunion is planned.
Here’s a nice photo of the “Old Guard” taken at Rockbrook’s recent Alumnae Reunion back in August. From left to right, there’s: Lucy Gibson, Brenda Byrne, Elsa Claverie, Madge Kempton, Mary Ellis Carrere Hasseltine, Jo Littleton, Phyllis Shaw and Elizabeth Acree. Years and years of camp experience right there!
Several attendees at our Alumnae Reunion this summer requested to go on a hike with the legendary counselor, Phyllis S. She worked at camp from ’59 to ’67.
Campers (that could keep up with her) still remember her spunkiness, funny stories – including one about the “rattlecat” – and her zest for the woods.
She’s an example of how much of an impact counselors can have on their campers. Counselors get to be that person who show campers new worlds and horizons – and if you’re lucky, the campers just might remember your name!
Today, Phyllis is a retired English professor. She loves William Wordsworth’s work, her cat and exploring every peak to be had.
p.s. The title of this blog comes from the song sung when it’s a counselor’s birthday:
“Old counselors never die, never die,
Old counselors never die, they just look that way!”