Take a walk down Memory Trail, with pictures from the past.
Here are contemporary photos of some legends, beautiful scenery, and celebrating "Sisters".
Were you a Chippewa, Croatan, Tuscarora, or Shawano? Re-visit the Sunday night Pow Wow ritual here.
NEW! The origin of the WaTaHo has been discovered!!
Do you feel like singing? This song page, including blessings and a dazzling photo, might bring back a few memories.....
If you went rappelling with Marty in the late 70's, this page is for you!
In September, 2008, after a visit to Yonahlossee, I created a page called Then and Now,
with reminders of what was and pictures to show you what Camp is like today
What was Camp like in the Kepharts' day? Check out these pages from 1927 and 1936! And here is an interview with CY's first campers back in 1922.
Questions about where to send your daughter or granddaughter to Camp?
Here are several NC camps for girls that come personally recommended by Yonahlossee alumnae.
Remember Frank, our beloved Camp caretaker, Luxury Tour driver, and fix-it man? (His picture is on the Jete page.)
Well, here are wonderful letters from his grandchildren, who would love to hear from those of you who knew him.
As most of you know, our beloved Camp grounds are now the Yonahlossee Resort, Inn, & Racquet Club. On their website,
they have graciously provided a history of our Camp, so I am reciprocating with this link to them.
Also, I wrote stories of my memories of my ten years at CY for their Homeowners' newsletter, reprinted here.
The previous home of our founders, the Kepharts, is now the wonderful Gamekeeper Restaurant.
Stop by for a unique meal or visit the bar, where old movies of Camp are still shown nightly!
Click here to see/purchase the beautiful painting of the weaving cabin created by Julia Johns Allen,
a camper in the 50's who now lives in Blowing Rock. Julie was Chippewa chief and Spirit, and her love of Camp
shines through in this remarkable art work, which she is making available as note cards or prints.
"Did you come around that corner with tears in your eyes? Eager to fly from the car and renew old ties?
Did you know every crevice of every path, and believe that those summer would always last?
When the supper bell rang, and you heard the call, did you tarry just long enough to play tether ball?
And the sacred secrets we kept as a tribe of sisters who grew up side by side.
Like those films that are slow and in black and white, I can see those pictures when I close my eyes.
We spit watermelon seeds and assemblied together. We took "bear hunts" and lost Ollie forever.
We grew up in the places that God lives in, in creeks and on mountains, amidst flowers and friends.
Would you be who you are if you hadn't those days? We were rich "little ladies" in so many ways.
So hold tight to those memories, they're never far gone. And that way we'll know, Yonahlossee lives on."
Sally Jeter Hammond 5/7/95