A few months I made a decision to send my kids to the camp I grew up at this summer.  It is still possible to visit  my mother who is still living in the house I grew up in, which may or may not be for much longer.  I have very vivid, happy memories of my time at this one camp and I wanted to give the same experience to both my kids: singing on the yellow bus that took me back and forth to camp, canoeing, archery, horseback riding, cooking, camping out in the woods, being a good enough swimmer to make swim team.   Most of all, I remember the Jewish … [Read more...]