Thanks, Mom and Dad, for the gift of camp, the gift of our summer home. Though we can’t imagine leaving Greeley in the morning, we know that Timber Tops isn’t just a place on a map, it’s a place in our hearts. It’s place of confidence; it’s a place of friendship; it’s a place of belonging. Camp will never leave us.

We’re already counting down the days until we see each other again down the winding road, summer 2015!

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The Timber Tops Alma Mater

As time goes by like a river
And people alter their ways
We will always remember
the joys of Timber Tops days.

The friends we’ve made through the summer
Will be our lasting delight.
And the joys and the tears that we’ve known here
Are the joys of the red and the white.

Friends, friends, friends
We will always be.
Whether in fair or in dark, stormy weather
Camp Timber Tops will keep us together.

The red and white
We will ne’er forget
Love will pervade us
Till death separate us
We’re friends, friends, friends.