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.
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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!”
