Marc Metson and Talia Gottlieb met in 2005 and were married in 2007.
Ramah couples celebrate simchas every year and we would love to celebrate you! Ramah marriages can be defined in many ways; whether you met your spouse at camp, or simply married another Ramahnik from a different camp, your Ramah matrimony is something special! There are more than six decades worth of wonderful stories. To have your Ramah marriage listed on our website please submit your story.
We attended Camp Ramah in California at the same time and knew of each other through friends and cousins but were different edot years.
Though we met at the University of Maryland in 2008, Daniel spent a few summers at Ramah California and Rachel grew up at Ramah New England.
Stuart Goss and Yael Scharf Goss met in 1984 at Camp Ramah in California and were married in 1985. Stuart and Yael’s daughter, Roni, also is a Ramah marriage, you can see her story here.
We met on Seminar in 2005. Lucy had moved to New York two years prior and her next door neighbor, who went to camp with Shuki, introduced us on the second night of Seminar.
As the tallest poeple in our edah, our friends forced us to hang out (aka sneak out to the gaga court). We “camp dated” in Solelim 1998 and took a great photo at his bar mitzvah a few months later, Jaclyn sporting overalls and braces, Max rockin’ the muscle tee.
We were apparently in Gesher (8 years old) and Sollelim together, but didn’t meet or become friends until our Machon year. I noticed Matthew because he always volunteered to lead morning services and read Torah.
David and Elizabeth met in the summer of 2003, when Elizabeth was a Mador (first-year counselor) and David a fourth-year (this made him very desirable in her eyes; in his eyes, she was desirable because of her love of cleaning the hill after Tuesday barbecues).
Tara and I met when we were part of the Chavurah program as camp waiters in ’79. We did not start dating until the next summer when I was a Mador and she worked in the kitchen.
OK, Sheri says she first noticed me as a guy who would spent time studying college catalogs trying to figure out what I would be taking the next semester or whether I should even transfer to a different school.