Camp Fair – January 25, 2014 – North Point Mall

Come see us at North Point Mall in Alpharetta, Georgia on January 25 from 11am until 4pm.

Campers and Alumni are always welcome to stop by. With luck we should be pretty busy, but we can always steal a moment to share with our Camp Dixie friends and family!

If you haven’t yet been to Camp Dixie, camp fairs are a great way to talk to us face to face. Let us tell you what makes Camp Dixie special.

Hard Work

It is hard to believe that in less than 51 days campers will be here in Dixieland. Needless to say that I am looking forward to having all those smiling faces here.  Camp time is the BEST time. And as much as I am looking forward to camp time, my thoughts and actions are focused on getting camp ready. Staff selection, programming activities, building maintenance, thoughts for the day, staff training, lesson plans,grounds maintenance, planning Vespers, inventorying equipment, ordering supplies, clearing paths, and raking the forest, just a few items on our to do list. The “LIST” that never ends. Just ask any counselor – they know it all to well. One thing leads to another which leads to another item on the “to do” list. I must confess that I learned the skill of list making from one of the best, Ann Taylor.

This month’s Words from the Past is from 1919 written by W. Zachry.

“The Hard Job”

Most people today are opposed to doing hard work.  They are all hunting for the easy job.  But what seems strange to these people is that they never get anywhere.  Why is this?  Because one of the primary laws is the law of work.  Every element in nature is constantly at work.

So it is with man.  If he fails to work, he is dead so fas as his value to others is concerned.  He may continue to exist, but his personality is dead.  Nature’s law of work is closely associated with another of her laws, the law of compensation.  This law is that man is always rewarded for everything he does and his reward is proportional to the endeavor.  If a boy is willing to spend hours of hard work in the gym, or working around home, he will develop into a strong, healthy, virile man.  On the other hand, if he stays at home, never does anything he will be nothing but mollycoddle or a poor helpless man.  If we are willing to do some hard work in climbing the steepest mountain we always get the best view.  If we are willing to take the hard knocks and do the hard work necessary to become an expert boxer, we will have no need to worry about looking out for ourselves.

The hard job is usually the worthwhile job and the job which requires the expenditure of our best efforts.  It is the job which most fellows are afraid to tackle.  It is a job which requires a man to handle it.

Are you afraid of the hard job?  If so, you are not a true Camp Dixie boy for the true Camp Dixie boy just hunts up hard jobs. Be a true Camp Dixie Boy.

We as Dixie Alumni have a job ahead of us. One that some may consider hard but one that we must do in order to have a GREAT Centennial Celebration.  To find out about your job, please contact us.

Following the Gleam,
Rhonda Conrad
Camp Dixie, LLC

Camp Dixie a poem by Erin “Salty” Boyd

We thought that we might mix it up a bit and post something rather new to include campers of today. Each summer we ask campers to write a poem or short story to be used as their meal ticket. Themes and subjects vary but all are based on the Dixie Spirit. This month we are posting a poem by Erin “Salty” Boyd a camper for 6 years. This year Erin will be a CT and thus making it her 7th summer at Camp Dixie.

Camp Dixie is great

Wouldn’t you agree?

Where the tiny frogs hop

And the butterflies fly free


When Pop J built this camp

99 years ago

It was only for the boys

Having girls was a no!


The sisters started to complain

Pop J said don’t be hating!

He built them a girl’s camp

Way up here in Clayton


The two camps were separate

But only for a while

Then the boys packed up and left

The girls welcomed them with smiles


Then one summer Miss Ann came

With the campers she did play

The next summer when she came back

She was there to stay


Miss Ann owned this camp

For a good many years

Then she passed away

And there were many tears


Now Rhonda owns this camp

It’s a job she does so well

Every summer the campers here

Think she’s very swell


The kids who come year after year

Make the memories great

Is this a big a coincidence?

Or is it just fate?


Every year when I arrive

I’m greeted with a smile

From counselors and CTs

Who’ll go the extra mile


Traditions here at camp aren’t sparse

But two stand out loud and clear

One is the tie around our necks

That reminds us friends are near


The second traditions happens once

Each year at summer’s end

A log at council fire is taken out

And passed on to remind us of our friends


Besides all of the traditions

You stay at camp is unique

Whether you stay for the whole summer

Or for only a week


Each year the girls do sisters

It’s always so much fun

We leave each other notes and gifts

Which strengthen bonds that have just begun


Each day we do five activities

That range from many things

From archery and riflery

To creekwalking and tra-mop-o-line


During free swim

At the dock you will see

Campers playing 7-9-12

Playing and swimming free


Every Thursday night

We camp out in the woods

We cook our own burgers

And hotdogs and they’re good


At the end of the week

When it’s time to say goodbye

The times spent here in Dixieland

Will be remembered for all time