Alumni Matan Koch writes about the special kind of Kehilah Kedoshah that exists in our camp. It existed then and it exists now.
We are so proud of him, the man he has become and his accomplishments. Matan is an amazing role model for our campers and staff, past, present and future. Thank you for sharing this gift.
“Holy sh**, that’s Matan” – Unknown shmirah (on-duty counselor) late July 1994.
These were the words I heard during the execution phase of a critical step in trying to sneak me across camp, from boys’ camp to girls’ camp on the last night of the first session of Eisner Camp in 1994.
In the 80′s and 90′s, sneaking across camp, or raiding, was a time-honored tradition, especially on the last night. (I understand that the camp’s current management has curtailed the practice. ) I like to think that I was fairly innocent in my adolescence , but there is no question that hormones were a motivating factor.
Despite being as motivated as any other 12-year-old boy, there were some significant complexities in the idea that I would participate. The first was that sneaking across camp involved, well, sneaking, and I was in a large and very loud power wheelchair. My friends and I never got a chance to solve the next complexity, the fact that the girls bunks were not ramped, but we had great fun dealing with the first.
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