We met at Ramah as campers and had many mutual friends although we were never a couple. We continued to write each other occasionally after Ramah, and Marty once visited me in New Orleans. When I decided to go to the University of Michigan, Marty was one of two people who I knew there. I called him the day I arrived on campus; we went out to dinner, and 40 years later we are sending our kids off to college and looking forward to the next stage of our lives.