Proud to be a Greystone Dad

96 years. Almost a century. That is how long the women of my wife’s family have been at Greystone.

Starting with my wife’s grandmother who attended her first session in 1921, then my mother-in-law, then my wife, and most recently my daughter Margaret, who commenced attending when she was five. Margaret just turned 18 this past May, and while she was on her Skip Year this past summer, she had the privilege of attending camp again as a nanny for one of the staff members.

As I think about the legacy of Greystone in our family, and the deep, life-shaping influence of the experiences of its women, it is difficult to describe how good it has been.

The friendships that have endured for decades, the stories, the memories they share, listening to three of the four generations sing the old songs with heartfelt enthusiasm and nostalgia (although only one of the three is on key!), the character lessons, the biblical truth imparted.

These are only a few of my thoughts about the “Greystone Experience” and its impact on individual lives, families, and the communities where the thousands of Greystone Girls live that have learned and experienced wonderful things in that place.

While I know the camp has evolved over time, and improved over time, the core values and mission have not.

For my daughter Margaret, I have watched her learn and grow and develop friendships and relationships that have made her a better person. She is a remarkable young woman and a large part of that is her time with you.

As a father, husband, son-in-law, and grandson-in-law to Greystone women, thank you to Jim and Libby, Jim and Margaret, to all that work there now, and those that have come before you. You have a special place and have given many women an irreplaceable gift.