As the Texas floodwaters surged and panic spread through Camp Mystic, 9-year-old Janie Hunt ...

As the Texas floodwaters surged and panic spread through Camp Mystic, 9-year-old Janie Hunt vanished into the chaos—swept away, separated, and missing for nearly 36 hours. But what ultimately saved her wasn’t just luck—it was a simple beaded necklace, a cherished gift from her grandmother. The necklace, spelling out her name in bright, childlike letters, became the key to identifying her when search teams finally discovered her body. Amid the devastation, it was this small, personal treasure that ensured Janie would not be forgotten.

Before the floodwaters swallowed Camp Mystic and claimed 27 lives, Janie had clutched the necklace to her chest—a keepsake, a comfort, a charm against the storm. She had only been at camp for five days, her first time away from home, eager to share the adventure with her cousins under the vast Texas sky. But when torrential rains transformed the Guadalupe River into a deadly surge, the camp was caught unprepared. Roads vanished, cabins collapsed, and children and counselors alike were left helpless in the rising waters. Among the missing was Janie, her fate unknown for agonizing hours.

Her grandmother, Margaret Hunt, remembered the necklace vividly. “She wore it every day,” she said. “It made her feel brave. And when they found her… it was still around her neck. That’s how they knew it was our Janie.” The necklace, given to Janie after her performance in a school play, had become more than an accessory—it was her anchor, a symbol of love and courage. In the end, it spoke for her when she no longer could, guiding rescuers to her and offering her family a heartbreaking but vital confirmation.

Janie’s body was discovered near Camp Mystic owner Dick Eastland, who had died trying to protect the children. Her family later learned that in her final days, Janie had been a source of comfort to homesick campers, wiping tears and sharing her fearless smile. “She was always the helper,” Margaret shared. “She told the other kids not to cry. That they’d be okay.” Even in tragedy, Janie’s spirit shone through—a bright light in the darkness, just like the beads that bore her name.