As I begin to remember my first days at Camp Friedenswald I’ll always remember the trees. Growing up in Iowa and driving through Illinois and then coming down that narrow winding road into the entrance of Camp and seeing all those beautiful trees was truly remarkable for a young kid…
What’s in a name?
As Camp Friedenswald celebrates 75 years, we want to take this opportunity to look back and share stories that have shaped this place in lasting and meaningful ways. If you…