Growing up as a preacher's kid, we moved churches a lot. The longest I stayed at one church, in my first 18 years of life, was 6 years. Whenever I was asked, "Where is home?" I didn't really know what to say, Birmingham, Huntsville, Madison? I finally realized in late junior high school that my answer to that question was "Camp Sumatanga." I never really felt like I had a "home" or "home church" since we moved around, but I could always count on Sumatanga as being that constant in my life. As an elementary, junior high, mid high, senior high, and officers camp camper, I knew Camp Sumatanga was going to be a part of my summer, and many weekends in high school brought me home to Camp through events like Rec Lab and Spiritual Life Advance. This sacred place shaped me into the Christian I am today through the camping ministry, Emmaus, Chrysalis, and local church retreats and conference events. I'm happy to say my oldest son has completed 2 years of elementary camp and I pray he and his little brother are able to continue the tradition of Camp Sumatanga.