Wa-Zoo and the Friday Special when we conqured Longs Peak.
Cammie (Dyer) Dalhoff
Nights when the kids would come to the Lodge and we would sing songs and Ralph told Ghost stories. Hiking and being on top of tall mountains. The endless task of cleaning the Lodge!
Micki Didier
It was on a back packing trip up by Longs Peak. I think Nancy and Larry were there leading the hike. We went up to the top of Lady Washington. It was clouding up quickly. We pushed on to get to the top. My hair was standing up on end and everyone thought it was so funny. It started to hail so we practically ran down the mountain and did some glacier sliding ... What a trip!
Carol (Bussanich) Eddy
I've been thinking of the song that goes 'I will never forget you my people' and I am reminded of Dave and Denise up in the Chapel.
Mary Elizabeth Eiberger
Larry giving me a hug and a smile. Receiving Camper of the Week award. Hiking Longs for my very first time with Mark Bettag. Fr. Bob and all his sermons.
Judy Koprek
Hiking up Mount Lady Washington and Dave got stuck in the glacier. Going to Estes Park on Saturdays. Wa-Zoo. Singing with the kids. Fr. Bob - I miss him a lot. I haven't found a Priest who cares like he does.
Tommy Lankenau
I remember Parachute Men in the Chapel. Hard overnight to Sand Beach and Chiefs Head. Building survival shelters in nature lore. Taking brochure pictures with kids. Helping campers hit riflery targets for the fist time. Hiking across Alpine Tundra. Fr. Bob's sermons. Playing in the mud at Upper Beaver Ponds. Dressing up for Wa-Zoo or Lodge Night.
Martha Layton
Counselor birthdays every evening. Good gritties and AAAAAMEN!
Dan Norick
I remember the smell of candle wax. The feeling of the sun warming up each day as we walked down for morning Mass. Day hikes.
Steve Russell
I remember Carol Eddy 'inadvertently' dropping a ring into 15 gallons of orange Bug juice, which after carefully straining the entire barrel it wasn't to be found! It reappeared shortly thereafter in her pocket!
John Ruzicka
Teaching archery up at Big Red Range. Climbing Mt. Meeker and Longs Peak. Playing Zit Ball with 150 kids!
Lisa Salden
I remember water fights after dinner while doing dishes!
James Tarr
I remember Kevin Cunningham putting my mattress on a raft in the middle of the pond as a 'Welcome to Camp' gesture. Thanks Kevin! Brian Henden telling me, 'Real men don't drink Bug Juice'. Frisbee golfing on nights off and painting faces in the middle of the night with food coloring.
Elizabeth Thompson
The last Awards Night with all the counselors receiving an award!
Katie (Tinker) Young
Working in the office until 3 am with Fr. Bob in order to have all the campers bills ready for Sunday. Staff overnights - getting to know all the staff members.
Annamarie (Brogi) Tomassoni
Making huge flour tortillas at night and just visiting. Doing laundry in Estes Park. Mass every morning. At the time I thought I was homesick, but looking back it was all so fun!
Pam Walter
I remember summer 82'. We celebrated Christmas in July and the children from Mexico and their hike group sang Feliz Navidad. They were so special and adorable.
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"Our Home"
Somewhere in the mountains there's a place we called home, Where the sun shined brightly where love was known. We shared all we had and asked for little in return, but someone came along one day and stole away our home .....
Lord could you help us we're drowning in our tears, we're dying in loneliness and no one seems to care. Our home longs for laughter and cries for children's voices, still no one hears us no matter how loud our voices ....
Father gave his everything as many of us have done, to see our home stand on solid ground and keep it's beauty strong. Our home stood in peace even on stormy days, there was always so much happiness there then anywhere else we've found. But someone came along one day and stole away our home ....
Everyone who went there learned of love and trust, You couldn't find a better place to call a home. We struggled through the hard times and everyone would lend a hand, We grew and became a family on this precious land .....
No one was every left out and no one was ever rejected, We helped them see through their facades and we helped them learn about themselves. We showed them our kindness and helped them through the storms, We showed them all the rainbows and taught them how special the little things were. But someone came one day without a heart at all and took away our land which we called home ....
Lord we're your children and we don't ask for much, Could you please help us bring back our home 'cause without Camp Saint Malo we have nothing left to call a true home .....
Therese Paulick
This song was sung by Therese Paulick at the LAST Mass of Camp August 13, 1984.
"While We're Still Together"
Chorus:
We've got to love while we're still together, we've got to share we've still the time ... and in our minds and in our hearts must store up the memories to fill our days when we're apart.
Nothing lasts forever - not the flowers in the field not a friend. All things are pasing and too quickly I might add ... all things must come to an end. So let us never grow too weary or impatient to sit and talk about our love, my friend - but let us walk together now in the memories that we may ... in this spirit of love let us stay-let us love one another while we may.
Sometimes the words aren't spoken often enough, sometimes we take it all for granted - that the ones we love will always be around, that they'll be there by our side and never let us down. But the seasons come and the seasons go, the summer fades into the fall - and with 'hellos' barely spoken, our 'goodbyes' are at hand and we must travel on now across the land as the tide of the sea shifts the sand.
So place your trust in the Lord give your life, my friend, to the Lord. For all ur time together is a s a ripple on a pond and we'll be one for another from now on ... Let the memories we share linger on, let us these, dear Lord, grant us to carry on.
Don't let our differences come between us, don't let pride or selfishness get in the way. But let us stand together now as one and as the same, let us thank one another while we may.
For you have warmed my days with your smile and comforted me with your touch. My tears for you have held in the gentlest of hands, my laughter you've matched with your heart. Think of these my friends, remember these when we're apart ....
Our mountains rise before us and the pathways are long and steep. We may not travel the same road, I may not see you for awhile, bu ton top of that mountain we will meet. Until we meet again though, I'll wish you well my friend. I will wish you the best of all good things and may the Lord bless you and keep you in his care. Please know that I'll always be there my friend, dear friend, stay near ....
Cary Hesse
Easy overnights, Camp Masses, Lodge Nights, Capture the Flag, Wa-Zoo! Getting all the kids to give John Ruzicka their peas. Dolly Parton - aka John Wahlen. The hike to Lost Lake with Nancy C, John Rudriguez. Friday Special to Flattop, Hallet, Otis and Taylor. Fr. J's homilies about one's love for self, God, Nature and others. Special friends working together.
- April 30, 1990