Brian Camp

Stories of a Very Special Friend

Sports fanatic, family man, and true friend.  A hardworking competitor and loyal team player.  A spirited leader gifted to help others on and off the field.  Quickest wit with a gift of humor like no other.  Sincere and gracious to his family, teammates, and friends.  A prize fighter who has faced the challenge of a very difficult disease.  Thankful and gives back with respect to his fellow mankind.  Works hard to help and support those who are affected by PD.  Brian Camp my friend and teammate forever.


When I think of Brian,  I think of his tip-of-his-tongue wit. This combined with an impish grin right before he says the thing you knew he was thinking, we were all thinking…but he says it!   Riotous laughter  has been our constant companion.

Brian’s loss was our collective loss. Slowly, his voice softened to the point our aging ears had difficulty deciphering exactly what he was saying. A crushing blow for someone who could light the room up with a quip or a joke.

It had been years, plural, since I had clearly heard his voice. With each brain surgery he endured our hopes were high that he would regain function and especially hopeful when placement of the deep brain stimulator might restore his voice.

On my phone is a recording from 6/28/2014. “hey put that beer away and give me a call”

To say the least it felt miraculous.. Later, to hear it in person brought tears to all of our eyes. Just as Brian’s losses have been shared, so have his triumphs. Brian is quite simply, easy to love. 



My friendship with Brian dates back to 2nd Grade at Jefferson Elementary School.  In late spring of 1966, Brian's family moved from Mountlake Terrace, WA to the South Everett community of Eastmont where we both would reside until our senior year of high school.  

Right from the start we had a connection, mostly around sports as we both found how much we enjoyed playing sports, whether it was in organized youth sports, recess or in sandlot games in the neighborhood.  From the early years we formed a special bond that would later in life have each of us serve as Best Man in our weddings.  We played as youth, double-dated in high school, partied as young adults, played more sports and on teams, and golfed as often as we could.  We supported one another.  One constant in our 50+ years of friendship has been the enjoyment we have of each other's humor!  Laughter has always been a part of our friendship.  Humor is something Brian will never allow to be taken from him.  Brian has always and will always be my Best Friend, period.



After meeting Mitch over 30 years ago, I soon met his friend friend, Brian Camp, who then served as our best man at our wedding.  We've made many wonderful memories and shared in both the happy and sad times.  The best of times occurred during the births of our children and watching them play together, become friends, and emerge as productive young adults.

One memory in particular sticks out in my mid.  Brian always had a dream of opening a sports bar and filling it with various sports memorabilia.  He also had the idea of making it smoke free, not very popular during that era, but in 1994, he opened Rocko's Fireside, a neighborhood tavern.  I was bound and determined to be his first paying customer despite being 8 months pregnant.  I waddled in to Rocko's right after he opened, laid down the first dollar that he proudly displayed on the wall, and drank a few sips of beer.  Rocko's was a source of pride for Brian and I'm happy that he was able to realize his dream.  Needless to say, Brian is near and dear to my heart and we have many more memory-making moments in the future!


I met Brian Camp at Jefferson Elementary School when we were in the second grade.  I knew immediately that he had to be my friend, that he would become a fellow "EastMonster".  Brian had the same mischievous grin that I had, the same mischievous grin that he has been able to keep throughout his battle with Parkinson's disease.  It was with a wink, a smile and a little help from Mitch Davis that we became forever friends.  We have made millions of memories,  and we have a ton of inside jokes, but it is no secret that I love him like a brother. Brian’s diagnosis was what inspired us to create Camp Brian and work hard to make an impact in the Parkinson’s community. 


Brian has been my classmate, companion, confidant and a best friend of mine. Over the last 46 years we’ve vacationed together, been to each other’s weddings, watched our children grow and have evolved from awkward classmates into still slightly awkward adults. What I hold deepest in my heart about my relationship with Brian is the hours we would spend on the phone during our high school years. We would always be there for each other and know the right things to say during those conversations to make the most difficult of adolescent experiences seem unimportant. There was never a time when Brian and I didn’t understand what the other was feeling. Brian was my cheerleader and I was his and we always lifted each other’s spirts as no others could and that bond is still there today. I’m thankful for him in my life.