Carol Knarr - Storyteller and Drama Specialist

 

As others were hoarding gallons of water, collecting emergency kits, and buying extra canned food, I was packing a suitcase for a stay at Camp Mack in Milford, Indiana. My mother believed that the world would end, and when it did, the Knarr clan would perish together at one of her favorite places.

 

Camp Mack was a precious location to my mother. She told tales of Vesper Hill, talked of the murals’ stories which celebrated Church of the Brethren history, and described Lake Wawbee’s sunsets from the chapel magically. She had encouraged us to attend camp and most of us were campers and eventually counselors. It was an amazing place of spiritual connection.

 

The Knarrs gathered at Becker Hall not with gallons of water and emergency kits, but with socks for “Santa” to fill, games, and homemade goodies. We prayed together as a family then donned our hats and noise makers waiting for Dick Clark to start the countdown in NYC. It was exciting!

 

The world did not end. However, the tradition of meeting at Camp Mack continues for our family. We are going to practice again this winter as we have reserved Becker Hall with four generations attending. With the threat of 2012 around the corner, our family will be well-rehearsed for the end of the world.

 

Telling about the turn-of-the century is a great way to get others to tell stories. What did you expect the year 2000 to hold? How did you prepare for the potential disaster of Y2K? 

 

I must admit, I was a bit disappointed there were no Jetsons’ hover cars. 

 

May you have a blessed New Year!

 

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