I recently had a conversation with someone about THE existential crisis of my life: when will it be time to stop going back to camp?
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Recently, my eldest son Omer, who lives in New York, called me. He told me with excitement that he had registered his daughter Ariel, my eldest grandchild, for Ramah Day Camp in Nyack for the coming summer. After I put the phone down, my mind drifted back to the summer of ’81, when I had […]
“My personal journey began in 1950 when my parents saw fit to enroll me at Camp Ramah in the Poconos as a 9 year old. Camp Ramah was new and was considered an experiment in living a Jewish life while in a camp where we would be not only learning Hebrew, but as well learning […]
“My first summer at Camp Ramah in Wisconsin was in 1949. Over the next few summers, Rabbi Seymour (Shlomo) Fox, z”l, the camp’s director, brought the University of Chicago influence to camp. He introduced many of us to John Dewey, Sigmund Freud, and Bruno Bettelheim’s psychoanalytical approach. Somehow, Rabbi Fox made it all come together […]
Ramah Nyack was and always will be my favorite place on earth. It taught me what a real community is, a community I’m lucky to be a part of.
Camp Ramah changed my life. I remember no place feeling more at home as a Jew than surrounded by that environment.
I vividly remember my first summer as a Rosh Edah and the initial nightmare of nikuy shtachim. The typical pick-up-garbage routine wasn’t working for our edah, so I decided to change it up a bit, modeling it off of something one of my former counselors used to do.
When I was growing up, I thought that God lived at Camp Ramah. Ramah was my first experience praying every morning, and later three times a day, and in the quiet moments of the Amidah, I discovered that I could talk to God.
I consider Camp Ramah my home away from home. I enjoy having all of my friends at camp around me and I see Camp Ramah as an escape from the stressfulness of my everyday life during the school year.
It has been five years since my last Ramah summer (when I worked on tzevet at Camp Ramah Darom in 2010), but at the Reshet Ramah event, I quickly felt a strong connection with fellow alumni.