CAMP SEQUOYAH GUESTBOOK

Email addresses have been altered to discourage their harvesting by spammers. 
Please remember to replace "at"  and "dot" when using them.

   If you have not already done so, please . . .

Sign the Sequoyah Guestbook!

Also use the sign-up for updates/corrections.
If you have a favorite photo from Sequoyah,
attach it to your email, and it will be posted with your entry.

Tommy Abernathy  (1961)

tommya51 at gmail dot com

Joined staff, following Walter Meyer and working for Doug Rodgers as Indian Lore aide. My Indian name was Mida in’ga. Was a formative summer before college as Chief showed lots of personal attention to the youngsters on staff. I remember picking corn on the hiking trail and dipping it in melted butter over the campfire. We took campers on lots of small group overnighters several times a week, living off the land. I visited a snowed-in Sequoyah on my honeymoon in ’65. My wife still knows most of “my home in the mountains, dear Sequoyah”. I’m a retired owner of a construction company and working in Central Asia. Can’t wait to get back and pull out my pics to post. Thanks for this piece of history.

Francis Allen

fallen at ctiservicegroup dot com

Kim Beaty  (1960-67)

Debbeaty2 at aol dot com

Finding this site was the greatest gift I have received in years.  Growing up at Sequoyah in the 60's was a wonderful experience for a young boy, especially one who had lost his father at such an early age.  I sat at my desk and tears flowed as I was reminded of Chief, "Pop", the grounds, the hikes, the Chapel, Corbet Alexander, Peggy Touchstone, and of course Bald Knob. Thanks for putting this site together and please include me on all mailings, reunions, events, etc.  I am not going to stay away so long again. I plan to visit this fall.

Malcolm Bell  (1951-55)

mbell at virginia dot edu

I loved Sequoyah and often think about it -- especially the remarkable people whom Chief gathered together:  the redoubtable Mrs. Wheeler, the indefatigable Pop Hollandsworth, Mr. and Mrs. Francis, Art Brooks, Paul Neal,  C. S. Sherwood, and of course Uncle Mike.

Christopher Bellina  (1977, 78)

toddbellina at yahoo dot com

Absolutely the best Summers of my youth.

Alfred R. Berkeley III  (1954-65)

alfredberkeley at aol dot com

I think I went to Sequoyah about 4 or 5 years, starting in about 1954 or 1955; I then went to Tsali for 2 years, returned as he Tsali Aide for one year and then was a Tsali counselor for at least two years. Walter Graham, who is my age (1962), remembers these things far better than I. I remember finishing my last day as a Tsali counselor and going directly to USAF ROTC summer camp in Maine. I was far more fit that any one else in the Wing, and USAF survival school was a snap after 6 weeks at Tsali. I and a handful of farm boys were completely self-reliant and at home in the swamps and woods, while most of the other Cadets were city boys, in the boonies for the first time for many of them, and a bit scared of the dark. I was at home in the boonies with many years of Sequoyah an Tsali under my belt.

Of course, the real lessons of Tsali were about values and honor. I came to understand that courage rests on values and is unlikely to emerge without values. Without values, you are not likely to be courageous, or even to know what to be courageous about. That was Chiefs great gift to so many of us.

Dick Booth  (1963-67)

rbooth at boothlawoffice dot com

Rick Box  (1976-78)

Rob Box  (1972-77)

boxcubed at comcast dot net

Great site - my brother pointed me to it.

Charlie Bridgers (1960-62)

Camp is like hallowed ground -- I went back but didn't go into camp because of all the no trespassing signs ------
next time I'll go in --- how many years have gone by ??

David N. Brown  (1968-74) (Tsali 75)

dnbproperties at aol dot com

I had been told in 1978 that Camp Sequoyah had been purchased by a developer that intended to turn it into a mountain "neighborhood"...I could never go back and see the camp as a cluster home development....so I never did....I was in Asheville...in 2000...and drove out to the camp...expecting to see..."the Horror"...to my surprise....Sequoyah was waiting there with her arms wide open....we hugged and cried.......David Brown ..68-74...Tsali..75

Robert Brown  (1970-72)

Gene Brugger (1975)

freekick at fuse dot net

Tuscaroras couselor

Carter B. Bryan  (c.1956, 57, 58)

Carter at Carterbryangroup dot com

Does any one have a camper list by cabin or year?  I attended for three years but not sure what three.

Kendall G. Bryan  (1957-59)

TheKGBSr at comcast dot net

Jacob F. Bryan IV  (1956-58)

jfbryani at aol dot com

Frank L. Bryant  (1959)

flbryant at poynerspruill dot com

Andre' Capi  (1974-76)

The memories and positive influences are lasting and fondly recalled. I remember the emptiness I felt when I heard the camp had been closed. This web site is a welcome bridge to the past I thought lost.

Upon request, Bruce Capps came to South Florida and made a presentation to a group of us. Nearly all of us ended up camping.

I remember the first swimming test, as a Chickasaw, was to jump off the lifeguard stand and swim back to the dock. Being from South Florida and living half my life in the water, I planned to impress everybody by diving to the bottom and returning to the dock with some silt (It never occurred to me that lake water in NC wouldn't be 82 degrees like ocean water is in Fort Lauderdale). The shock nearly took my breath away and I instantly revised my plan to impress everybody by showing just how quickly I could get out of the water.

One summer I came down with a bad fever the last day of camp and had to stay in the clinic beyond my term. The nurse was so pretty I was kind of hoping I'd stay sick a little longer.

To this day I'm thankful that Camp Sequoyah was a really wholesome environment that cultivated good values,cooperation and appreciation for nature.

Jeff Carlisle  (1976-78)

eljefe1 at mindspring dot com

John Carlon  (1964)

I was outside having a solitary tribal council in my backyard, next to the river here in the mountains of Montana, and Sequoyah and the memories of all I learned came flooding over me like a soothing drink of cold water after Mt. Baldy.  I checked search tonight and found your site and am thrilled to see the pictures of one of my favorite memories.  I think David Glasgow was my counselor and think I was Catawba...but the most important memories are climbing Mt. Mitchell, the Gorge, and learning at Council, going to Smokey Mountain Park for the Trail of Tears, cutting my hand and the little scar I still carry from cutting wood and so much more... I was so homesick the first week (I was 13) and cried like a baby.  Then, it was wonderful, and I remember doing a play (HMS Pinafore and playing the Admiral) in the main hall.  I learned so much and kept it in my heart all these years.  I grew up in South Florida and remember the trees on the hillside turning red and yellow our last few days before going home.  Clear, cool weather and those trees changing color...I had never seen trees change color before.  What a wondrous world!  Now I am crying again with happiness at finding Sequoyah again.  Please include me in your mailings...thank you for everything and the wonderful site....

Nat Carswell  (late 1950s-early 60s)

Senoir camp and Tsali

Gary Chambers  (1969)

garygchambers at aol dot com

Jess B. Cheatham III  (1960, 74)

My dad and I both worked at the camp, him in the mid/late 40's, and I was a camper in '69 and an aide in '74. His name is Jess "Chuck" Cheatham and lives in Brevard! We both want to help as much as possible to preserve this wonderful place.

Dwight Childers  (1965, 66)

dwight at columbia dot edu

Hello, and thanks for making this wonderful website.  I was on staff, 1965 (assistant driver), and 1966 (bus and truck driver).

In the attached picture, posed in front of our cabin, I am at left. In the middle is Bob Evans, who was the bus/truck driver in 1965.  Sorry I don't remember the name of the person on the right, but he also lived in this staff cabin.

Hans Clausen  (1963-65)

Justin Coleman ( Tsali 1975)

I am Justin Coleman from Valdosta Georgia and I tried to attend camp Tsali in 1974, then successfully attended the following year. A little explanation: In 1974, I arrived at camp, was shown to our Tsali quarters where we quickly stowed our gear and began playing soccer to pass the time while waiting for the rest of the campers to arrive. I took the goalie position and the very first attempt to score on me resulted in a broken leg...mine!. My time on the Sequoyah campus lasted less than thirty minutes! I was sorely disappointed having just a couple of weeks earlier gotten out of a 6 month hip-to-toe cast for the same broken leg, OUCH. To my amazement, years later while attending college at Valdosta State, I recognized a fellow student in my art history class. He recognized me too. It was that SOB who'd broken my leg so many years earlier at camp Tsali! Small world ain't it. What was amazing (to me) was that I don't believe he (the leg breaker) was even from the state of Georgia. Of all the colleges in all the cow towns in all the world...he picked this one. Actually there were/are no hard feelings. We were both just surprised at the unlikely crossing of paths.

Anyway, the mystery to which I refer is as follows. Our Tsali leader was an ex-military fellow (Green Beret or Special Forces, I think) named Gary Swinkey. We liked him. He was competent, patient, and had a sense of humor. During one of the compass and map guided bush whacking treks through the rhododendron, we expected to encounter a state highway. When we got within auditory range of the highway, we encountered what looked to be a fresh grave. This site was roughly rectangular in shape (2-3 ft wide & 5-6 ft long), had fresh disturbed dirt with boot prints all over, and had had several large bags of lime poured over them. Naturally we were puzzled. We reasoned that if someone was disposing of a dead farm animal, pet, etc. they wouldn't have likely bothered to walk such a great distance from the highway (bout a half mile) into the middle of nowhere in dense underbrush, nor bothered to lime the site. The area was dense riverside woods with no regular access (trails, paths, camp spots, etc.). After much discussion between Gary and the Tsalimen, we couldn't stand it and began to dig, terrified of what we were going to uncover. With sticks and our bare hands, we got down to just about a foot, when someone anxiously informed Gary that another of the campers was really sick and having difficulties (the result of some gastro-intestinal bug he'd been battling for a day or so). We had to stop digging to tend to our fallen comrade. He was in fact really sick and in need of medical attention for dehydration. We were so concerned for his well being, that the possible homicide site we'd been investigating took a back seat to summoning help. The camper (whose name I'm at a loss for) was transported to the hospital and no further discussion was had about what we'd encountered. We never found out what lay beneath the earth at that strange site.

If any of the 1975 Tsali campers or staff recalls this, I'd love to hear from you. I've always wondered if Gary Swinkey ever reported the finding to the authorities.

Wilby Coleman  (1943-45)

wilcomen at surfsouth dot com

Jon Cooner  (1969, 74, and a year in-between)

My memory has faded, but I know I was at Sequoyah for three non-consecutive years during the late 1960s and early 1970s. I can only date my summers there by other events that I seem to remember transpired while I was there. I believe I’m correct in remembering that I was a Cherokee when I watched the Apollo 11 lunar landing in 1969 , and I believe I watched Nixon's resignation speech when I was an Iroquois in 1974. Somewhere in between (1970, I think) I was a Catawba.

When I stumbled across this site, the memories came back in a flood. I remembered tying a one-handed bowline around my waist while standing under the falls below the darn , and trying to make it up that last few feet of rock face beside the trail to Tsali, Sliding Rock. I remembered Canoe Camp, washing the black frying pan and wondering why I could never get it squeaky clean with a Brillo pad, admiring the use of the cold spring there as a refrigerator, and the taste of bread dipped in bacon grease and fried on a stick over an open fire. I remembered how hard it was to keep white clothes clean before church on Sunday, the smell of Lexol on saddles, and feeding so many ring-necked snakes to a king snake that it threw up. Then there were the people, such as Bruce Capps, Steve Bellamy, Steve Longnecker and of course, the irrepressible Don Scarborough.

I saw that Harry Lerch signed the book. Harry, I remember you. Want me to prove it? Well, I can name the song most requested of you – "Round Up", by Emerson, Lake and Palmer.

I am so disappointed that I only found this site after the 2007 reunion. Hope another will be planned in the future.

Tuscaroras, 1st five-week session, 1974
Jon is back row, far right

Read Jon's Sequoyah Memories

Ruskin Cooper  (1969)

I was alerted to the existence of the Sequoyah website by a fellow Savannahian and Sequoyan John Thorsen. John and I rode the bus there from Savannah in 1969. The place was beautiful and the people were amazing. I was a Cherokee, in Cabin 10, I think. I can still tell you the names of all my cabin mates--Rocky Lyon from Atlanta, Jim Frye, Bill Gasque from Mass, Tom Hackney from Wilson and Jordy Whichard from Raleigh--our counselor was Bob Thompson from Louisville. I am blessed (or cursed) with total recall, at least when it comes to people or events. I was a homesick crybaby at 11, and didn't always have an easy go of things, and 5 weeks seemed like an eternity at that time. My fondest memories were of the cabin suppers, making lanyards and decoupages in the craft shop with Susan Garrison,  playing piano duets with Mike Miller in the Assembly Hall. He taught me how to play "Baby Elephant Walk," and I can still play it. Then my finest hour was performing "Bonnie and Clyde" at such breakneck speed, that someone said it had to have been a player piano. At the time, I took that as a compliment. And singing the call and response song "Them Bones Gonna Rise Again," with Mike doing the calling. And of course bug juice and barefoot nighttime trips to the half. We watched the lunar landing on a tiny black and white tv that summer. The next summer my baby brother was born, and I was shipped off to Camp Citadel. That really made me wish to be back at Sequoyah! Thanks to everyone who's participating in this site.

Clay Cotton  (1973-77)

cottondsgn at att dot net

Sam B. Craig  (1978,79)

sambcraig at gmail dot com

Eddie Culver  (1958-60)

eculver at culverrug dot com

Donald W. Davis  (1930-36)

From 1930-36, Camper and Canoing counselor. Leader of canoe trips on the French Broad from Buquo to Paint Rock and beyond.  This was before the French Broad was dammed.  During this period led the first and only 300 mile canoe trip to Chattanooga.

Would love to come to next Sequoyah club meeting.

Tom Duckwall  (1952, 54)

Have a few pix incl. "Pop", the activities director on the go with his clipboard.  I remember a counselor named Browning & a camper, George Gray of Gastonia.  I spent a lot of time in the nature study building, & am now active with Audubon, serving as coordinator of the Deep River Project here in Guilford County

Ed Eckelmeyer  (c.1945-46)

k1ee at earthlink dot net

I came across this site, and what great memories come to mind. Riding in back of those camp trucks to other sites. Having Steve Longenecker teach us climbing. The best was standing under the waterfall to tie a bowline (I still tie it that way). Tsali was one of the best experiences of my life, at the time one of the hardest.  It taught me things I have used all of my life. Bruce Capps was one of those men, when you are young, you think are larger than life. I would love to help keep this alive. A great adventure.

Daniel C. Geddie  (1945, 1957)

dgeddie at comcast dot net

I am thrilled to finally see an effort is being made to return Sequoyah to its glory years!

H. Truitt Ginn  (1956)

David Glasgow  (1961-65)

glasgowd at bellsouth dot net

I join all you other Sequoyans out there who will always have an APPRECIATION for what Chief, Pop, and many others gave us during our summers at Sequoyah.  Those experiences have helped mold my life. I will add my thanks to Katherine Lauder, Barry Durand, Mark Wilde-Ramsing, Eddie Bumann and the others who have gathered at camp this year for the OPPORTUNITY to visit with one another, to hike and to meditate in the old places and to keep alive our HOPE that somehow both here in cyberspace (thank you, Jack*****!) and in the reality of the Sequoyah property itself (thank you, Katherine Lauder!) the dream will continue!

"These things we knew together, and these things we will remember."

David Glasgow, Counselor, 1961-1965

Lester "Jerry" Gornto  (1961-63)

lgornto at lexhealth dot org

I was a senior camper, cabins 31, 24, 25, I think.  Have made a few return visits to pay respects to Chief and Mrs. Chief. 

Perrin Gower  (1943-44)

It's hard to imagine a more powerful and lasting impact - a truly noble experiment - stuff of legends - excellence in ethics - and now fading in the wind - sad...

Walter R Graham Jr. MD  (c.1955-61)

walter7graham@comcast.net

I am glad to hear the camp has not been sold.  If there are any events planned please keep me informed.

Dan Griner  (1960,62,63)

My first summer was in 1960, as a nature counselor at Camp Tsali then a cabin counselor at Camp Sequoyah. I still remember my Sequoyan Indian name, HoSquaw Sagada (a woodsman). In 1962 and 1963, I returned as a counselor at Tsali while recruiting new campers to Sequoyah. As we all know, Sequoyah was truly "A Camp with a Purpose". The impact on our lives went way beyond our daily outdoor activities and physically challenging adventures to an abundance of profound philosophy, poetry and famous quotes. They were chosen to provide character-building guideposts of principles, honesty and integrity for our journey from boy to man. It is hard to know how many significant choices in our lives have been influenced by Chief's emphasis through his staff, upon a timeless philosophy of life. Among the many things he gave us to ponder was, " Will the boy you were be proud of the man you are?"

We thank you, Hayes Hitchens, not only for acquiring this special property, but also the potential to build upon the Sequoyah heritage as well as for inviting us to share our past experiences with you and our Old Sequoyans at Camp this spring.

James W. Hall  (1957-67)

jamesh4747 at aol dot com

57-67 Junior camp, first group. Cherokee, Tuscarora, on to Tsali. Also worked as waiter two years and managed kitchen and store two years. Second generation. My dad helped build the place. Great to see the site and would love to participate in future events.

Revere "Brud" Harbourt  (1965, 67)

revereharbourt at aol dot com

Rick Harned  (1958-62) (Tsali 1962)

r.harned at insightbb dot com

Attending Boy Scout camp near Canton, NC last week, I first began to wonder if a Sequoyah website existed. What a treat to find that it does! And is properly beautiful! And to learn that Pop Hollansworth is still with us! Count me in for future activities - I came by the property in 1990, but let the No Trespassing signs dissuade me from entering. I want to hear the entire story!

Dorn Hetzel  (c.1968-71)

dorn at hetzel dot org

I think three half-summers and one week or so in winter (1971?). The memories have become a little fuzzy around the edges but there's nothing like it since. I only wish it could come to life again for my sons (7,6 and 2)!

Bruce Hoefer

I am 15 years old and never actually attended Camp Sequoyah. I do, however, attend Falling Creek Camp, one of Sequoyah's many legacies, and I am a personal friend of many Sequoyans, such as Jim Kurtts and Mr. Rafshoon's son Michael; I am also acquainted with Chuck McGrady and Steve Longnecker. I just wanted to say that not only does Sequoyah's spirit live on in your hearts, but also in the stories of Jim and Chuck and Steve, and in the traditions that we have at Falling Creek, which I just recently found out were continuations of old Sequoyah traditions. I hope some day I can go see the source of all this "specialness." Thank you all.

Joe Honeycutt, Jr.  (1969-71) (1969, 70 Christmas Retreat)

joehoneycutt at prodigy dot net

Wonderful to see this sort of interest in our camp. Was there about 10 years ago and have searched occasionally to find a web site like this. I have an issue or two of the "Thunderbird" and several personal as well as tribe and staff pictures. I also have some staff/camper rosters from '69,'70 maybe. I'll gather 'em up so they can be shared.

Walter Jackson Hooks  (1959-61)

jhooks at peoplepc dot com

Mike Howard  (c.1968,69)

I went to Sequoyah for only 2 years.  Little did I know at the time just how many important things in life I learned.  Fortunately, I haven't forgotten all of them!  Hope to continue reading memories from other "Old Sequoyans."

Vince Hubbard  (Camper 1948-52, Counselor and Archery Instructor Junior Camp 1957, 1959-61)

v_hubbard at hotmail dot com

Heard of this site from Bev Raney. We met at Jr. Camp in 1957 and still stay in touch. I don't know, and shudder to think, how my life would have developed had I not attended Sequoyah. I live on the island of Nevis now, and the water is much, much warmer than the freezing Sequoyah lake. Chief and Pop Hollandsworth set the course and all of us, campers and counselors, who sailed it have benefitted more than words can say. I often think of those people I knew there and wonder how their lives have turned out.

Kenny S. Hunt  (1968-77)

kennyhunt at mindspring dot com

I was involved in Sequoyah from 1968 to 1977. I was a Chickasaw to a Tsali man and had plans to work full time when the camp was closed. I was very disappointed.  I focused on the mountaineering and whitewater activities advancing to the highest level in each.

David Hutto

Sequoyah was a special place that provided rich experiences for many young men to learn about our world and themselves. The website is a great idea and I hope will bear good fruit.

Jeff Johnson  (1965, 69, 72)

Chief was my grandfather who had a very gentle nature with me and everyone I remember him meeting. He surrounded himself with great people like Mike Hoffman, Corbet, Peggy Touchstone, Pop Hollingsworth and countless others who in turned gave years of themselves moulding young men into leaders. Thank you to all who served at Sequoyah.

Mark Johnson  (1960s)

markjohnson71 at hotmail dot com

Hello all, I am the grandson of C. Walton (Chief) Johnson. I was at camp for several years during the 1960's. Glad to see the camp has a place on the Internet and in the hearts of so many old campers.

Ken Jones

kenj at pts dot org

Hi, Ken Jones here. I grew up in the Blue Ridge Mts. of S.C., and lived in Hendersonville for a while, and I love this part of the country.  I didn't know Camp Sequoyah existed until I heard about Eustace Conway, and followed a link to this website.  All Good Medicine.  KJ

Neil Kahn  (c.1974-76)

Hello Sequoyans! I found the site a while back when I met David Brown on one of the tours I operate. Since Sequoyah, I have not stopped paddling. I have made my living and supported my family doing what I love, and I owe that to Sequoyah. If it were still open, I have no doubt that I would still be there and in many ways I still am. Seqouyah's influence has been very meaningful to me. My kids are eager to hear stories as we look at this website together. I have had the good fortune to run into old Sequoyans. Their memories are usually as fond as mine. I have dreamed of creating a Seqouyah-type experience here in Costa Rica where I live. On numerous occasions as I paddled Smokey Mountain streams I made the opportunity to walk through camp. To see my name still on the cabin plaques—to remember mud soccer, tying the bowline under the waterfall, Randolfs Route, and the people who influenced me—was a great thrill. I owe my first paid paddling job to being on a list of honor campers from Sequoyah that was picked up after the closing. I only hope I can create the experience I had at Sequoyah for my kids. Thanks for the site, a real treasure.

Herb F. Kincey  (1961-63)

hkincey at hotmail dot com

I was a staff member from 1961 through 1963. It would be useful to have a block showing whether the person registering was a camper or staff member. Also, it would be great if you could make available online a list of those registering with at least their email addresses so old Sequoyans could get in touch with each other.

Rick Kirby  (1969-71)

rick at clinardinsurance dot com

Ronald E. Kirby  (1965-67)

ronald_kirby at usgs dot gov

I was an aide in 1965, largely in Woodcraft, then came back as the Assistant in Woodcraft in 1966. Became the leader of Woodcraft that year and returned in 1967 to lead the program again. Dick Booth called me yesterday (03/11/04) out of the blue, saying he had been thinking about Sequoyah and our 1967 Sourdough trip when we hiked from Reems Creek to Mt. Mitchell carrying cast iron frying pans and all our gear for a week. Brought back memories of some really great times. I always wanted to attend a Camp like Sequoyah but spent most of my youth in Scout camps. So I jumped at Jake Verduin's offer to join the staff when I graduated from High School and had three of the finest summers ever. Although there was the underlying angst of going to college in the 1960s, and I had already lost friends in Vietnam, for those 3 summers anything seemed possible and it was clear to me in both retrospect and at the time, that this was a last chance to play Huckleberry Finn and get away with it. I spent a lot of time with Chief and had many discussions with him about the importance of keeping the Woodcraft program the heart of the camp. Such dedication was and is inspirational. Somewhere out there are dozens of boys with names now long lost to me whose lives for three months each year I tried to make an exercise in gaining confidence and skills in common sense areas. I hope I was as successful at that as those boys were in showing me how important it is to be a role model and a positive influence on others. Thanks all you campers, and all my long lost friends on the staff. We were young and knew no fear then. It was a great time to be alive--and at Sequoyah.

Robert Krieger  (~1951)

I was about 12 and camp Sequoyah was my home for that summer.  I am 70 now, but the lessons that Chief taught me... still guide me. What a great experience... going down to the bible circle before breakfast and having to make my bed up just right to suit the counselor. Swimming in that cold spring-fed pond and riding horseback in competition against others. I received a blue ribbon simply because the horse I had was so impossible to manage that I did.... control him. Walking up the hill to camp Tsali... to see the "big boys" roughing it with their great entrance wood work they had erected and the minimal cabins that they slept in. God bless Chief and what he stood for.

Cliff Kuhn

I was not a camper but am a historian writing a biography of the sociologist Arthur Raper, who worked at Camp Sequoyah in the 1920s and 1930s, and whose sons attended the camp. Any info on Arthur Raper and Camp Sequoyah would be appreciated. Cliff Kuhn

Jim Kurtts (1977-78)

Pete and Mary Landry  (1972-78)

palandry at yahoo dot com

Just spent the last hour visiting the website and reliving the Sequoyah experience....Waterfront Director, Cherokee Tribal Leader, and Associate Director 72-78....that one of a kind experience has been an important and constant part of my life since that terrible day in 78 we closed Camp down...thought it would be forever!  My sincere thanks to all involved in the website. Walt Kuentzel will be in town next week and I'm looking forward to catching up after all the years...and reliving many of our shared memories of Sequoyah.

Herb Lape  (c.1975-79)

Hi, former Tuscaroras and others tribes.  Neil Kahn just got in touch with me and sent me this link. It brought back fond memories of my years at Sequoyah. I was the Tuscarora leader and Canoe director from 1975-1979? I think. I have to admit the names are all fuzzy but I recognized Neil's photo in spite the passing of time. Blessings to all, Herb

J. Winston Lea  (1963-64 or 64-65)

winston at actionstaff dot net

I attended Sequoyah almost 40 years ago. That's hard to believe, but my memories remain vivid. Memories of the tall trees, the long sloping lawn to the dining hall, the rope swing, the Indian lore and campfires, canoe camp, and how could anyone forget the frigid temperatures of the lake. Around 1989 I walked up the path thru the woods by the horse stables then Pop's house and the dining hall, and the place was as magnificent as I had remembered. Of course I went straight to my cabin and with disbelief found my name and my other cabin mates' names etched on a piece of wood. For a moment I was 12 again.

Harry "Buzz" Lerch  (1969-74)

buzz at buzzwood dot com

'How how'! I was a Chicasaw, Cherokee, Catawba and Tuscarora... played the piano a lot and hypnotized a few people and oh, wired our cabin with electricity with unused wiring 'borrowed' from the wrestling pavilion (Howie Shapiro was cabin counselor then). I was even banned from playing the piano in the main lodge because so many campers were hanging out listening, requesting tunes and skipping activities. Was in Rusty Triebert's cabin as a Catawba. Don Scarborough did a great vocal imitation of a police siren. Steve Longnecker played banjo and taught me rock climbing... so many memories. I still play music and look back to banging on that old upright as one of the higher points of my career :-)

Buzz, second row seated, fourth from right

John B. Levy  (c.1961)

johnblevy at gmail dot com

Harry Lindquist  (1963-64)

I worked in the dining halls 1963, 1964. It was a great place to spend a summer "working."

Will Lindsay  (1965-67)

Will.Lindsay at ncmail dot net

Mike Lippe  (1969-71)

mlippe at visionmicrosurgical dot com

Would love to help and to visit.

Bill Longenecker  (1969-71)

Bill976curl at aol dot com

I worked at Sequoyah in1969-1970 and 1971.  I have many good memories and was happy to discover the Web site through my brother Steve Longenecker.

Steve Longenecker  (1968-73)

sfl at ioa dot com

Sequoyah was a magical place and will hold a special spot in my memory for as long as I can function. I hope to read more about other's experiences, especially during the years I was connected with the place.

"Let's run to Tsali!" 

Andrew "Andy" Luke  (1970, 72)

coolhandluke at Saber dot net

Aideman and Chickasaw Counselor in early 70's. Unsuccessful phone number and Web search some time back indicated Sequoyah was closed. Am glad to see this site, even though it turns out that's true. Seems so long ago and far away, but the skills I learned and the memories are still with me here in California. Thanks to the present owners for allowing access. They have much much more than just a beautiful piece of land, they have some of the best summers of our lives!

Al Lynch  (1961-63)

What a wonderful tool the internet is — I just decided to type in "Camp Sequoyah" on the outside chance someone else in this universe knew about this great place.  Thanks to all who are contributing to the site and to rekindling the memories. I shall look forward to following the progress and the growing number of contacts.

Rocky Lyon  (1968-72)

jdlyon1 at bellsouth dot net

A day has not gone by that I have not remembered my experiences at camp. I returned back in the 80's And was devastated when I saw that horrible trespassing sign. I went in and walked the grounds of my youth, and was completely horrified when I saw the dam had collapsed. But when I found the website I was pleasantly surprised, I am elated that someone has purchased the property that cares.

David Mashburn  (1961, 64)

Counselor at Sequoyah, 1961 and 1964

Mike Mayer  (1976-78)

Mmayer4667at aol dot com

Walt and Co. -- great job of keeping this going. Yes, I want to keep in touch -- my brief Sequoyah experience provided some of the best experiences of my life.

Robert McCreary  (1977-78)

robertmccreary at bellsouth dot net

This is where I connected with the outdoors, and it's been fulfilling ever since. Cabin Suppers, Mt. Mitchell Hike, The A. T., Devil's Courthouse, Looking Glass, The Nantahala, Trail Ride Hay Drops, etc. As a 2nd generation Sequoyan, everything my father taught me, and everything I teach my boys, is connected to our roots at Sequoyah.  God Bless.

Jim McCummings  (1955-63)

Without question the place where my character was shaped by Paul Neal, Pop Hollansworth, Uncle Mike and of course, Chief. A foundation that has served me well throughout my life in good times and in bad.

Phillip E. McKenzie  (early 1940s)

Bill McKibbin  (1972-76)

wkmck at bellsouth dot net

Felton McLaughlin  (1972-75, 77)

feltonmclaughlin at earthlink dot net

It's really heart-warming to see these comments and to know that I've not been alone in my reminiscing about those summers spent at Sequoyah. Sounds like someone should organize a Grand Council. Wa-ta-ho-ta-ho!

George C. McLemore  (1964, 66)

Counselor, Junior Camp counselor -- Taught swimming and wrestling (on "rainy" days).

Craggy Gardens, 1964
Hike led, of course, by Pop Hollandsworth.

Charles F. "Chuck" Middleton  (1952-55)

My younger brother Philip (aka “Rabbit”) went a year before me, I think 1951.  Mac Francis was my counselor my second year, and he got me interested in the Sourdough program, and I went on this excursion my last three years. Mac’s brother, John G, was also there as a counselor, and their mother ran the archery program. A few years later Bruce Capps and I were counselors at Camp Mondamin for several summers, as well as housemates our last year in college at USC, and Bruce was in our wedding in 1965. The last time I visited Sequoyah was in the winter of 1967, and we stayed with Bruce in Chief’s house. I have completely lost track of friends from those years, but they were a highlight of my childhood.  I would love to hear from anyone from those wonderful days.

Bill Miller  (1971)

Hello gang from Cabin 17. Bill Miller-Catawba brave reporting in 8/7/06. Sequoyah exposed many of my weaknesses. I learned much during my 5 week stay. Steve Austin and Don (Siren) Scarboro kept me focused. When times have gotten tough over the years I think of Sakim's words of "This Is My Burden-Pass It On."  Steve Longenecker's snake training paid off on the 40 mile hike, when coming within 12 inches of stepping on a rattler.  I visited the camp in 1983, and with my wife in 1991. The old cabin was still there as well as the wooden roster plaque. I dated my visit on the wall or plaque. I shed some tears with emotion. Some of the names Ill never forget - Bob Gravly, Stewart Southerland, Chase Love, Buck Andrews....  Hope to hear from you fellows some day again.  Thank you for the memories!  Indiana Bill signing off.

Mike Miller  (1964-74)

I was thrilled to find this wonderful Sequoyah site. I'd love to chat with the greatest alumni in the world! Our spirits smile, for some reason, when our minds take us back to this magic place. Would love to hear from all old campers (16ers and 18ers) and counselors.

I was there only one year but I had the best time of my life. I will always remember my weeks there and I still think of the guys who I bunked with. We would try to ride horses every day – what a fantastic time we had, including an overnight horseback trip. A week at the lake was also very nice.

Martin "MJ" O'Brien  (1978)

Through the years I've always remembered Sequoyah and have felt that the experience played a large role in the paths I've chosen. I'm glad to have had the opportunity to see this website and welcome any contact with fellow Sequoyans.

Bob O'Callaghan  (1956-64)

BKOC at rockbridge dot net

David Patterson  (1962-67)

pattersond at duvalschools dot org

I was at Sequoyah from 1962 to 1967, from Jr. Camp to Iroquois.  Didn't want to leave home during the summer until I got to camp, then I didn't want to go home when the camp closed down.  I'm from Jacksonville, FL, still living there, but NC mountains are in my "other" blood, so I bought a house in Franklin.  Loved archery, hiking, and the horses the most.  I always thought (and still do), Sequoyah is God's country.

Bob Philpott  (1957-61)

bphilpott at pbandw dot com

Richard Pollard  (1977, 78)

et9t3 at yahoo dot com

I'm glad to see a website for the camp. Great idea!

Gerald Porter  (1963)

The partially hidden sign above the doorway reads "Hopis." Standing to the left is a youngster named Ed Story who was at camp with his younger brother Lyle and father who was a minister from Berea, Kentucky. Ed was not assigned a group of campers and I am not sure just what he did. Standing behind is Marvin Lewis, from High Point, North Carolina, who worked with Corbett Alexander that summer. Marvin was in school at Campbell College. That's me, Gerald Porter, sitting. I had just finished my junior year at Mississippi State and lived at the time in Decatur, Alabama, very near where Paul Neal lived. I worked in the office next to Mr. Johnson, and did typing and other office errands for Chief and Jim Miller.

Carl M. Powe, Jr.  (1952)

What a marvelous surprise to find your great site. Walter Fike and I were Junior Counselors the summer of 1952. Walter had been to Sequoyah many times, but it was my first. It made a splendid transition before starting the freshman year at The Citadel. Since one of my duties was to be a hike guide, I recall Pop Hollingsworth taking me on all of the trails in one day. I am from South Carolina and was not accustomed to the steep slopes. Walter and I maintained contact for several years and he visited me at Huntsville, AL in 1958 while en route to Lake City, FL. Karen, Chief's daughter attended Coker College in my home town of Hartsville, SC. After graduation from The Citadel in 1956, I married the same girl (still married - 52 years) I was dating at the time I went to Sequoyah. We visited Sequoyah and I also took a scout troop there for a weekend during that period. Some of my fondest memories are of Sequoyah including Chief's "Vigil" for Junior Counselors.

I had never heard of the camp when the Mother of a scout in the troop (I was Junior Assistant Scoutmaster) asked me if I would like to be a Junior Counselor. Her son, John Neely, had gone to Sequoyah so she helped me become a Junior Counselor.

The only camper I remember was Felipe Fernandez Romero (sp?) from Cuba. Have often wondered what happened with him.  There was a Counselor who was on the Duke gymnastics team -- don't remember his name. His gymnastics demonstration was the first I had seen. C S Sherwood was Program Director and I did go to his house at Portsmouth, VA when I was stationed at Ft. Story, VA. CS was a chemistry professor at William and Mary. Over the years, we have seen news about Karen Johnson in the Coker College alumni news. Chief would come to Coker to see Karen occasionally. He had a green Buick Super or Roadmaster. I well remember the all night Vigil Chief provided for Junior Counselors. He took the time to review with me details of the experience on Inspiration Point.

Scott Rafshoon  (1975-78)

srafshoon at lanlaw dot com

My eight-year-old son, Michael, will be ready for sleep away camp next summer. He has heard me talk about Sequoyah and wants to go to a similar camp. Any suggestions? Twenty-four years after my last year at Sequoyah (which was also the last year of the camp) I still think back on it as among the best times of my life.

Mark Ramsing  (1962-64) (Tsali 1966)

Since the 1999 reunion I have had a chance to return several times to the place that provided so many important memories for me as a child. I cherish the time spent over the last few years with my former counselor David Glasgow, with the many new 'Old' Sequoyah friends (like the ones I met every summer at camp), and with Katherine and Barry, who have made us all welcome and allowed us to rekindle the special spirit we all were instilled with at Sequoyah. I especially thank Jack*****...the next best thing to being in those hills is hiking through the website!

Tom Rand  (1942 or 43, 46 or 47, 52-54)

trand at nc.rr dot com

First went to camp at age 5 with my brother age 7. Homesick for 6 weeks but loved it. At Tsali for its inaugural season. Fondest memory is probably canoeing down the Nantahala. All three of my sons attended, and with me visited the camp several years ago, after bushwhacking down from Baldy. We couldn't find the old trail. Probably gone.

Walter Rand  (1950s)

Will Rand  (1973-78)

therands at STIS dot net

I spent 5 half-summers at Camp Sequoyah, and cannot to this day adequately express how deeply felt the experience of being immersed in the Carolina mountains was.

The only Sequoyah Counselor with whom I am in regular contact is Vince Hubbard.  I would welcome hearing from people I knew in either camping or counseling roles.

Kudos to you and your friends who have put together such a superb Website. 

J. C. Rawls  (1975, 76)

spartan23 at msn dot com

I attended Camp Sequoyah in 1975 and 1976. My five older brothers all attended as well in the late 60's and early 70's. 

Joe Rawls  (1966-72)

jsrawlsjr at bellsouth dot net

A big "How How" for everyone working to preserve Sequoyah.  Y'all have fun at the reunion. My brothers, Steve, John, and I visited Sequoyah in June 2005. Many thanks to Barry Durand and family.

John P. Rawls  (1971-75)

Rawls5 at aol dot com

I attended Sequoyah from 1971 to 1975. I am glad that the camp is still there. I visited the camp in 1983 and again in 1990 and each time I felt it would be the last time before it was demolished. Please let me know how I can help preserve "my" camp.

Craig Redwine  (early-mid-1950s)

My friend and fellow camper Jerry Smith from Lexington (where we grew up) sent me the link to the website this morning. I have been here for over two hours and cannot pull myself away. Sequoyah was the best thing that ever happen to me as a boy. I think I was a member of every tribe. There are way too many wonderful memories to list but several stand out: the truck ride to Canoe Camp (can you imagine doing that today), walking the streets of Cherokee, "Unto these Hill", learning to sail, shoot the rapids, etc. etc., the hike to Lovelace Gap, coming down the log slide (did we really or was that legend?), horseback riding in Pisgah, the icy water in the lake, box hockey, inspection, singing "On the Road to Mandalay," ....I could go on and on.

I have returned to Camp on two occasions: found my named carved on the plaques in the cabins, walked up to Inspiration Point, and remembered how blessed we were to know Chief, C.S., Pop, Mrs. Frances, Mrs Wheeler, and all the friends whose names I have long forgotten.

Thanks to whoever put this up. Let me know what I can do to help.

Andy Rist  (1975-78)

Wow... What a blast from the past! I showed my little boy the picture from the '77 catalog, and he couldn't believe I was ever that young. I look at them and can't believe we able to do the things we did when we were that young. Camp Sequoyah was definitely a major part in my life, thanks for putting this site up.

John B. Rowe  (Camper ~ 1964-66, Counselor 1974)

jbenrowe328 at yahoo dot com

I learned so much about the out of doors and about being in, on, and around the water. Don Scarborough was a great inspiration to me as a leader, and I had many memorable experiences camping and celebrating our connection to nature at Tribal Councils.

I'd love to keep up with what is going on with the sale of the property. It would be a shame if the property could not be restored as a wonderful camp.

Joaquin Saenz  (1974)

Hi. I attended Camp the summer of '74 with my two brothers. Today, 30 years latter I am trying to find a suitable camp for my son to go to in the USA.  I would appreciate any suggestions.

Sakim  (1960s-70s)

sakim at tfn dot net

"If you would nature's beauty see, Come to Sequoyah..."  Those words say more and more and mean more and more as the years race by.  Yes, I have memories - good and bad, happy and sad.  There are cherished friends who are still as close now as we were in the cabins we shared.  I can't do it at the moment, but in the near future I will be able to supply a lot of times for the memory cache of us all.  At the end of my last summer there, I began a project that was completed over the Christmas holidays, when I returned to visit the camp again:  I laboriously copied every name on the rolls from the 30s to the early 70s.  Likewise, there are many photos of important events that I am only too happy to share.  Till then, may all prosper and be in good health.  And may we not forget the names and friendships of those now sitting in that great Council Ring in the world above.  Perhaps we can compile a list of deceased Sequoyans and post it as a memorial.  All are important to me, those I knew and those I didn't.  After all these years, each Christmas Eve, no matter where in the world I am, the little homemade candleholder is carefully unpacked and lighted.  Then, I go outside to a nice clearing, sit down quietly and immerse myself in the flame's faint, flickering glow and remember, pray and sometimes . . . .

It will be even more meaningful this year.  May you each remember, too.

Mark Scafati  (1973-75, 77)

MSCAFATI at aol dot com

Walter "Professor" Kuentzel --- Great Collection - Chickasaws - Bytonga!

Don Scarborough  (1969-77)

I was a Tuscarora counselor my first year and then Catawba Tribal Leader for the rest of my stay at Sequoyah. Sequoyah is a treasured memory.

Dave Schindler  (1975-77)

Thanks to Barry Durand for all the help getting me here - I have been looking for a while!

Douglas Schoonover  (1965-71)

 schoonovermotors at fuse dot net

Sitting here at work getting ready to turn 50 and started to think of my wonderful past.  Then Camp Sequoyah and Tsali came to mind and I found your web page....  Thanks for the memories.

Ervin Shaw (1940-44)

David W. Sisk  (1975-78)

sisk at macalester dot edu

Sequoyah touched me more deeply than I can briefly express (a feeling which I am sure other old Sequoyans share). It was a formative experience in my life and the lessons I learned there continue to shape the person I am--for the better, I hope. I remember sneaking past the "No Trespassing" sign in summer 1981 and walking through the deserted campus. It was wrenching. Knowing that it has been spared from destruction, and can now be preserved--even only for our memories--is tremendously heartening to me.

John F. Sisk  (1975-78)

jsisk at emory dot edu

Wow!  What a rush of great memories...Grand Council, bug juice, Free Swim, the track meet at the end of camp, Tsali Hill, old spooky deserted Camp Tsali, Big Gold, box hockey and tetherball...

Thanks for putting this together. I have some photos that I'll certainly have to send very soon. My brother David and I were campers 1975, 76, 77 and 78. Four GREAT years to be a kid!

Alexander P. "Sandy" Smith  (1973-74)

Luke Snyder  (1947-1950)

Great web site. I went to this camp for three or four years. I learned a lot, but I was only 6 through 10 years old.

Steve Sparkman  (1968-70 or 69-71)

srsparkman at yahoo dot com

Great to find this site! Hope to contact some of the guys I met there.

Vince Stone  (1964)

vstone at piedrasoftware dot com

I recall fondly the hike around Table Rock, Linville Gorge, and up Mt. Mitchell.  I was very surprised to get to the top and find a highway there (BRP)!  I ended up at camp with two left hiking boots.  By the time my mother got a right boot to me it was too late to get them properly broken in for the hike, with the expected results on my feet.  I also remember sleeping in sleeping bags in the big field one night to watch Telstar (or some satellite) pass over.

Wally Story  (mid-1960s)

clmtgrs at bellsouth dot net

Alyson Stringer

asinaustin at aol dot com

I've happened upon your website by accident in looking for camp logos -- I'm a graphic designer. But I also happen to be a former camper too, not of Sequoyah, but of an all girls' camp in Wimberley, TX called Rocky River Ranch. I'm writing simply to express my sorrow that so many of you lost such a treasured piece of your past and so suddenly. Rocky River is truly where my heart dwells and luckily I don't live too far, so I visit once a month or so. It's still running, they're celebrating their 50th anniversary this year. I can say this though, with development creeping its way to Wimberley, my mind often cringes at the thought that someday Rocky River will be no more. It's funny, if someone who had never been a camper were to read this, they more than likely would never understand the sentiment of these words. I do hope that now that you all can visit the site that some peace can be found and childhoods revisited through that hazy mist that is simply time.

Walter Sullivan (1965)

I have many friends who went to Sequoyah. They are precious to me. I sure miss hearing from them.  I sent out at least 100 Christmas cards a year to different campers and staff from year to year. That started in 1960 until 1970. I would love to hear from any Old Sequoyans who knew me then.

Rusty Triebert  (1970-73)

My name is Rusty Triebert. I was a Cherokee counselor 1970/71/72 on the mountaineering staff with Tom Brothers who died in Idaho mountains in '75 and with Steve Longenecker, who's still wandering around the area with Falling Creek. Both the Grand Council ring with the morning birds and sunlight filtering through the trees at morning watch and the "secret rings" up on the mountain to the East have very special deep meaning to me, now 30 years since I was there. A few years ago I was able to walk the property legally with permission and re-visited my old haunts...the spirit was still there. I applaud those who are preserving this tradition and hope to visit again and join the efforts. I'm on the back row of the '71 staff photo, clean shaven, 3rd from the left next to Steve Longenecker and in the '72 photo, second from the right, bearded and barefoot, sitting on the ground on the first row.

"Bobby" Vaughn  (1975-78)

bv at wvmlaw dot com

I was recently in North Carolina, and like many of you, thought of camp Sequoyah. In fact I had been there once with my wife to show her the place several years ago. The sign wasn't as severe as the one posted here but it still said "no trespassing." We did anyway. I would love to keep up with what is going on with the old camp. And am willing to help with efforts to preserve it. Is there any chance it might ever be a camp again?  I, like many of you, have such fond memories of the camp.

Paul Verespy  (1977, 78)

A friend said he had a picture of me from Camp Sequoyah.  I was totally shocked.  Had no idea this web site was there.  Two great summers of my life.

Bill Veronda (1959)

I was a Catawba in 1959. I met fabulous people there. Thinking of them led to this website. I was a city boy who learned to ride horses well under Corbett Alexander.

Jeff Weisner  (1977, 78)

weisner5 at earthlink dot net

WOW! I accidentally stumbled upon a link to this site from Eustace Conway's site www.turtleislandpreserve dot com. Until stepping back through the portals of time via this site, I did not realize the depth to which Sequoyah affected my life.

George Wentworth (1958-59)

First, what an incredible gift you have given all of us who were part of this wonderful place. I was there just a couple of years ago in mid-summer and it was like years melting off of my life. The camp was still there, mostly in tact, and looking like it did in 1958, with just a few thousand more hornets around than I remember. :-)

It is so interesting that I found the website today as I was just discussing the camp with a friend. Ever since I visited (I ignored the "No Trespassing" signs), I had an idea...a dream, really. If it is still there after the last two or three years, I would love to, as I was discussing with my friend, find a way to create a foundation, obtain the property, rehab it, and in Chief's honor, turn it into a Camp for underpriviledged children. What a way to give back. If anyone is interested in working on this as an endeavor, I would love to hear from you. I believe this is a dream that can come true. It would help future generations of kids who couldn't otherwise afford such an experience, possible change lives, and it would be a tribute to a great man by seing his dream continue to help the youth of the future. Not to mention that it would preserve this property for its original intended use forever. I welcome your ideas and correspondence.

Larry I. White  (1967-71)

Am so excited to find Camp Website! I was a Chichasaw Counselor (Cabin C-1) in 67 & 68, Cherokee Tribal Leader in 69, and Camp Associate Director in 70 & 71. Mike Miller informed me of the Site and I have found so many individuals registered on site that have such a special meaning to me, that I am just beside myself. I want everybody who reads this to know that Camp Sequoyah and the experiences I shared there with so many people are forever in my thoughts. I look forward to visiting with many of you and please remember, "Happy is Being a Chickasaw".

Gordon Wilkerson  (1970, 71)

Thanks for putting the website together. Brings back good memories.

Roger Wilkes  (1962, 63)

A great place --- Looking for John Crump

Sonny Williams  (1958, 59)

sonnywms at mindspring dot com

Two of the most memorable years of my life were 1958 and 1959, my two summers at Camp Sequoyah. I only wish Sequoyah was still in business, as I would love for my two sons (11 & 14 yrs.) to experience a Sequoyah Summer. I have fond memories of the roller coaster on the lake, Coble milk, Mount Pisgah, Bald Knob and Beech's Grocery store.  Some campers' names that I remember are: Tom Weaver (Nashville, TN); Lee Tinsley (South Carolina) and Telfair Parker (Charleston, SC) and Randle.  I can't remember his last name but he always said, "shucks, man" with a very, very Southern accent. I also vividly remember going on hikes with Eustace Conway. What an interesting character, full of fun and life! I have recently spoken to his son, Eustace, Jr. and understand a book has been written about him (Eustace, Jr.) entitled "The Last American Man". I don't remember the author's name. I look forward to reading it, soon. I would love to hear from any Sequoyah alumni from 1958-59, particularly the ones I have mentioned above. Also, I am very interested in acquiring any photos from 1958-59. I would welcome a phone call or an e-mail from you. Harry L. Williams III "Sonny" Atlanta, Ga.  404.892.5551

Steve Wilson  (1969, 70, 72, 78)

wilsonsteve29 at hotmail dot com

Gaylord A. Wood, Jr.  (1947, 49, 51)

gaylord.wood at alumni.duke dot edu

Hilliard Wood  (1948 et seq.)

hilliard at aspoton dot net

Clark Wright  (early 1970s)

I cannot begin to describe how wonderful it was to find that Sequoyah lives on in this awesome website. Thanks to my camp hero, Steve Longenecker, for pointing me to it. My memories of Sequoyah remain some of the very best of my life. I hope to find the time to visit in the near future, and would love to learn more about possibly preserving, buying, reopening, etc. Any and everyone feel free to write or call me! I saw Tom Easterling's and Peter Lupkin's names in addition to Steve Longenecker's - I think I short-sheeted Peter's bed as our cabin counselor at least a half-dozen times! :)  I also saw Garrett Randolph's name - I still have memories of Garrett as a great rock climber . . . rock climbing was an awesome thing for me to discover, and it led to a love that continues to this day. Climbing helped me become a man, helped me learn a physical skill.

Heyward Young  (1977)

Thanks for making me smile~! I was a Chickasaw first 3 week session in '77. Greatest summer of my life. I still remember the walk to my cabin, the rock climbing and the horseback ride to the haunted camp Tsali. My father still has the plaque I made him in the crafts cabin! Thx again.

Thom Young  (1965-74)