Camp Ramah is simply put, among our favorite places in the world, right up there with Teaneck and Jerusalem.  It is the setting in which we met each other, in which we grew as Jews, as parents, and as educators, in which we found dugmaot (role models) to emulate and admire, in which we made life-long friends, in which our own children were nurtured and some met their spouses-to-be there (just look at the wall in the Chadar), in which we have years and years worth of powerful memories.  And it has been a relationship filled with vital experiences, fun, and good times.