Wow, small world...I don't think I ever heard of Iroquoina before, but your post made me look it up and I discovered it is just a half hour away from where I live. Small, small, world.
So sorry about the fire. I know how childhood memories can hold a dear place.
I'm firmly convinced that the world gets smaller every day. Not many people know about Camp ... it's just tucked away back there up a long gravel road.
My "Boys" remember the horses fondly and spent summers there - Dan Jr's first camp experience was there (as an infant - we slept in the kitchen because the girls couldn't quiet down and Mama needed some SLEEP! I LOVE Your Blogs & staying connected with sweet pics of Zoe!
Sorry to hear it. It's always sad to lose the landscape of our lives. We don't know each other well, but I miss you all the same. My best to you and your beautiful family.
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Michelle Anderson
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2013-01-13 09:10
The first photo came off my Facebook page from the Fall Teen Getaway of '09.
I haven't been to camp since 2010 except to drop my brother off, so I know how you feel wishing you had a chance to see it again before the fire. But God is great and will provide something even better for the memories to come.
Ali, I am one of the folks on here that remember when you were born.
But I also remember my first time to camp. And walking into the barn. At the time, it was in the process of being converted over to a meeting place. To basically a church for the lack of a better term. Its smelled of sheep, and pigs. The first occupants of it. Over time the sliding doors on the end went in, the two wood stoves, and then it got a real make over by Joe Plantz into what it was when was destroyed by fire.
I have memories so many memories. It was the place I went to when I was suffering from a broken heart. To sit inside those sliding doors and seek the Lords heeling of that heart.
It was a place where as struggled with life as an adult man, with family and wife and kids to cherish nourish and guide. And I would find a moment of solace there. Encourgament. And the Lord would speak to my weary heart. Be still Jim and know that I am God!!!. My heavens declare my handiwork Jim, those hills, the valley all are mine. But I have put them there to give you rest. To give you peace.... That building had not only my memories, but yours as well. And as time has marched on, I have figured with your dads help, something like 10,000 plus souls have passed through that building. Yes.. It was just a building. And yes there will be a replacement. And yes the Lord will use the new one to speak to weary hearts and souls again.. Just like the old one. Butttt there will never be another "Chapel Barn"... It was one of kind.
JIM
