Many times in our lives someone in our path is affected with cancer or a life threatening illness. It doesn't matter what race we are, what sex we are , how old we are .... It does not discriminate.
I recently had the priviledge of spending some time with an amazing group of children and camp counslors at Camp Happy Times in Pennsylvania. Courtesy of The Valerie Fund they had contacted
Flashes of Hope, an organization I volunteer for, to have us come in and provide photography services for the children attending their camp this year.
Flashes of Hope is a non profit organization who's goal is to provide uplifting portraits to the families of these children fighting cancer or other life threatening illnesses.
I met up the the eve of our shoot with 6 other photographers and had dinner in a nearby "ghost town". After dinner the 4 of us staying at the camp decided to walk around the " one car ghost town" and snap some pictures.
Those of us who were brave enough to stay at the camp were awoken at 7 am by the traditional blow of the bugle horn. I was LOVING every minute of it. NO 2 year old bouncing on my face , just fresh crisp morning air and the melodic sounds of the bugle notes making their way through my window as if to scream..... "You're two year old may not be hear to body slam you but you're not sleeping in on my watch."
*sigh*
We met at the flag pole for the morning ceremonies and proceeded to the mess hall for breakfast. From there we went on to our designated areas where we were going to be greeting our groups of children as they bagan their days activities.
These are a bunch of pictures from our night and day,
( the children will get their own post! ;-) ! )
Seriously... the ONLY place open at 10:30 at night.... was the Laundry mat!
The ONE car that drove through town.......
This is where we stayed. My "penthouse" was the 2 windows in the middle on the 3rd floor.
The statue in the front garden .
The view out the back of the main house
The morning Flag ceremonies! Camp Happy Times is celebrating their 25th year! ! !
Every morning after the flag ceremonies, they would gather around and sing a morning song. This days choice was " Love Can Build a Bridge"! In all seriousness... I had tears in my eyes as everyone sang and I watched two women beside me sign it to a little girl that was hearing impared.
Every time I hear this song, I will think of this day.
ahhhhhhhh this was my girl. SWEET as could be. I REALLY wanted to saddle her and ride.... but I think they hid the saddle on me.
This was her keeper. I just LOVE this shot....... don't ask me why. I just do.
and this is me Hanging out on the dock after a day with the kids.
Of course on my way to camp I realized I was driving through Bethel , NY ! ! !
THAT'S THE HOME OF WOODSTOCK ! ! ! ! Woodstuck just celebrated it's 40th Anniversary... you KNOW I'm going searching for that field. So after our day of shooting 5 of us drove and found it....I could just FEEL the energy from that event as we pulled up and could see the field. Something about it.. the whole "Peace and Love " thing. It gets me. I know I was a hippy in my past life. I won't deny it. lol
That Big ol' dirt spot is where the main stage was.
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