At the age of eleven, I was introduced to the camping experience by a dear friend of mine named Emily. Little did the eleven-year-old version of myself know how much she would need camp. Prior to being a camper and later working at a summer camp, I had no idea what real Christian community looked like and Camp Glisson gave me that community.

As my parents drove under the canopy of trees and my first day of camp began my whole body trembled. Being only eleven years old I had so may thoughts of fear and excitement running through my mind. This place filled with such warm smiles from strangers who did not even know my name calmed my fears in an instant. One memory that sticks out in my mind like a neon sign is my first time participating in singing on the porch. This consists of the whole camp being led in song and singing or screaming to be more honest, to songs like Country Roads. This experience made me glow with joy for the rest of the week. This time became what I looked forward to every day. After such a heartwarming experience, I came back to camp every summer up until my final summer as a camper which was my senior year.