tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823625636675642409.post1405511906301593050..comments2024-03-14T04:07:39.792-07:00Comments on Earl Pomerantz: Just Thinking...: "Summer Times - Visitors' Day"Earl Pomerantzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16963705121297866334noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7823625636675642409.post-83936463298840923822008-07-29T18:49:00.000-07:002008-07-29T18:49:00.000-07:00Recently I've had the good fortune to spend a grea...Recently I've had the good fortune to spend a great deal of time in the area near where I spent a few summers at Camp. I've been canoeing and water-skiing and doing other camp like things and this has brought back a flood of memories from those summers more than 40 years ago.<BR/>Camp did not have the same lasting impact on my life as perhaps it did on yours but please allow me to share a few memories.<BR/>My first summer, being only 8 years old , I was in the cabin with the youngest male campers ranging in age from 4 ( the doctor's kid ) to 8. I had accelerated through the primary years and was entering 4th grade, thus I was the only literate camper in our group. My counselor , a nice enough fellow with a penchant for Barbara Streisand and glasses so thick that each spring he was moved from the window desks at Hebrew School for fear his Machberat ( notebook ) would catch fire, immediately hit upon the idea that I could help him write the required letters home for all the other campers. I resent this imposition to this day, and it is perhaps the reason I have so few memories of those times.<BR/>Our camp also had "Color Wars " which ended in the famous " Camp Tie ", though my memory isn't of great issues of social justice, but that is perhaps because I cant reconcile those issues with being on the RED team known as The Beet Borsht Babies.<BR/>Musical Theatre was big at camp, and if I remember correctly my counselor was very involved ( when he wasn't listening to Funny Girl or looking for his glasses which he lost when I took him canoeing. I couldn't carry a tune and one year a non-singing role was written for me. The Cheshire Cat ( the singing role was The Hippie ) in an adaptation of Alice in Wonderland. I was relentlessly mocked for years.<BR/>I look forward to reading further installments to see if more memories can be recovered.<BR/><BR/>FredAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com