In anticipation of our first-ever A-Camp event, we’re looking back on the summer camps we attended as kids and forward towards the camps we hope to create as adults.
- Laneia JonesCurator
- Riese BernardCurator + Editor
- Laura WooleyCurator + Editor
- Alex VegaArt + Design
“Well guys, we’ve made it to the end of the summer in one piece, except for a few campers who are lepers.”
“I would’ve cried if someone hadn’t started singing, and then someone else joined in.”
When the revolution comes, you’ll need to know how to set stuff ablaze! Also, you’ll want S’mores.
“I don’t remember the names of most of the people I met that week. Except for his: Tuck.”
“My awkwardness should have followed me along to Girl Scout camp, but somehow I managed to shed most of it in the 40 miles between the city and that patch of unremarkable forest.”
The last thing I want when facing 200 other lesbians in the sun-filled woods is to look like I was cooked to rare and then set free at the Jersey Shore.
Activities include eating mystery meat, re-enacting the holocaust, performing 15-minute Shakespeare adaptations on a cart, writing in my diary, and crying. Mostly crying.
If you’re going camping, you really need to have a pocket knife.
We wanted to sit down and share stories with you around this virtual campfire to somehow express one little piece of what it means to be queer and a person of color in this crazy, crazy world.
From April 26th ’til April 29th, 163 of you and 35 of us went to the mountains for a weekend of kickass fun and transformation. LET’S TALK ABOUT IT.
“I wanted this camp to turn me into a rock star.”
“I didn’t know where all the people like me were, or how I would even talk to them if I saw one in the wild. All of that changed during the training session for first-time Rock Camp volunteers.”
“I guess the only person who shouldn’t come to rock camp is the person who’s dead set against supporting other people. That wouldn’t really jive with us.”
“The summer after I turned thirteen, I decided that exactly two things needed to happen in order for my life to matter: I needed Rosie Collins to like me, and I needed my parents to send me to Bible Camp.”