I am a sleep-away camp survivor graduate. I loved going away to camp. I can still remember my first day, feeling rather uncertain, not really knowing anyone and standing off to the side while joyous reunions took place all around me. Well, the summer passed by in a blur of sports, Zionism, song, and high-jinks, and in subsequent years, I had more than my fair share of joyous...
Archive - January 7, 2007
