Our family relationships were mostly with other local families and our childhood friendships were with the children in our “neighborhood.” Our Mennonite friends were people we saw in church or once a year at camp in the summer. It also meant that most of our friends were African-American.
Early Camp Memories: A reflection by the late Lew Naylor
Before he died in June 2025, Lew Naylor shared these early and formative memories of being a camper at Camp Friedenswald.
Highlights of Builders Weekend 2025
On July 12-13, over 180 people gathered at camp for the annual Builders Weekend. It was a celebratory weekend, energy was high, and the stories of the summer – and…
Welcome, we are here: A story for 75 years by Steve Hartman-Keiser
I know I have arrived in the peaceful woods not when I turn at the giant Camp Friedenswald sign on Peninsula Drive, but thirty seconds later: when I stop the car (every time!) in the middle of the causeway and get out and look up the fen. And listen.