“And don’t forget to come back some day” “For you girls belong to Hagan, and Hagan belongs to you.” Remember Remember was the song that counselors sang to the departing campers before breakfast on a change over Saturday. The CITs responded with a rousing rendition of “I don’t wanna go home .…
What Character You Characters Are! We are and continue to be who we are today because of experiences and choices we have made. Our years at camp were such impressionable years. Directors, staff, and peers all guided us in our decisions of whom we choose to be. What a gift…
Not a week goes by when I am not reminded of Camp Hagan. I attended the camp for 11 years, from the time I was 8 years old, until I was 19, from 1957 to 1967. I was a season-long camper, a CIT, a JC and a counselor. I am…
What a gift it was to spend summers for 10 years in that place high above the swiftly moving Delaware River — a place with endless grass, tall pines, and tidy, worn, clapboard buildings. It was a place to connect and re-connect, to challenge myself physically and emotionally — and…
I started Camp Hagan when I was 8 years old. My parents decided it would be best to start off with 2 weeks. I started out in Junior 1 and stayed there for 2 years. Junior 1 was the only cabin with electricity, and I was told that at one…
HAGAN FAVORITE MEMORIES Special friends The opportunity to be myself and feel fully accepted The quiet of Rest Hour and hearing the breeze in the trees Singing around the tables after meals Closing Campfire and launching our candle boats Entering the outdoor chapel quietly and singing, “The Lord is in…
My sister, Velma Kaspareit, and I first went to Camp Hagan for the month of August 1941. Our cousin, Helen “Becky” Sturzebecker, had been the horseback riding counselor at Hagan in earlier years, and her parents recommended Hagan to my parents when they were looking for a camp which we…
I’m one of the oldies of Hagan. I was born in 1937. My aunt Ruth Hallman was a camper in 1937. My parents divorced, we lived with my grandparents, and in the summers from that time my sister Emma and I went off to Shawnee-on-the-Delaware….my brothers went to Miller one…
Camp Hagan – my summer home from 1954 – 1960. Those were the days, my friend! Of all my life experiences aside from family, Camp Hagan probably was the most influential in producing the woman I am today. It was there that I learned the value of friendship, the strength…
There’s a song from “A Chorus Line” ( a Broadway show) — “Everything is Beautiful at the Ballet.” It was sung by a young woman whose early life and surroundings had been difficult and depressing. I was that girl. For me, everything was beautiful at Camp Hagan. Summers at camp…