Alice

When Camp HOPE was born after my daughter, her granddaughter died, my mother-in-law cried. She loved her granddaughter Sara and her heartache was raw. Alice Loy was a tiny woman with a tough exterior but with an even softer inside. She immediately came up with the idea that the children of Camp HOPE should have cookies when they arrived, frightened and overwhelmed. She knew those feelings deeply after seeing so many loved ones die, including three husbands. Cookies make people, especially children, feel welcomed. So, she set about making cookies, all flavors and varieties, for each Camp weekend. She made sure to put a note on each batch as to what could cause an allergic reaction like nuts. She made cookies with faces on them, or with candies and fancy icing. She wouldn’t take any compensation for these gems. She and her sisters drove the cookies up to Camp, hugging me and wishing me the best experience for the campers. For over 20 years, she made cookies, thousands of them. Alice loved those kids, those campers. And she loved them the only way she knew how. By baking cookies. Alice made Camp HOPE a better place. She is missed deeply.