Sandy Abbott

Dear Camp Jeanne d’Arc Families, Greetings from hot, sunny Nevada. Although Randy missed us at camp this summer, he stayed very busy selling our home in California, packing and moving to our new home in southwest Las Vegas. We are onto a new adventure in NV but, of course, Camp is never far from our

On the last day of camp, the “good-bye’s” are full of emotion – teary hugs, weepy farewells, promises of reunions, exchanges of phone numbers, and a whole lot of “see you next summer!” It’s easy to understand why. Camp friendships are deep and lasting. They are formed in a place where campers are navigating social

Holding History: The Magic of Receiving Your First Shield! If you watch closely, almost every Camp Jeanne d’Arc camper receives their shield the same way — they hold it with two hands first, absorbing the weight of it. Then they run their fingers across the painted emblems. A smile. They’ll flip it to the back

Honestly, it’s a place out of a storybook. At one moment you are in a thick forested trail and the next moment the woods open up, and the sun shines through to a grass-covered clearing. There you find hammocks suspended between large birch trees, lovingly-assembled stone campfire rings, boulders suited for scampering… I am talking

Where Everybody Know Your Name! “Blanca Penagaricano” “Martine Luther-Hoppenheim” “Lensi La Croix” “Siobhan McNamara” “Mei Nakamura” I could keep going. It’s been over 30 years since I’ve seen these girls, but I will forever remember their names. Why? Because as a 13-year old, I was challenged to name every camper and every counselor, first and last names, in the