Nine Decades Remembered

Nine alumni recall nine decades, one memory at a time

Chuck Cohen, 1934: In my first summer at Camp Nebagamon, I was seven years old. I have never forgotten hearing the bugler sound “Reville” each morning and especially “Taps” in the evening. It was at Nebagamon that I first learned the joys of camping out, which became a lifelong passion. My first canoe trip was on the Eau Claire Lakes. Unforgettable memories include sleeping outdoors, looking up at the stars, cooking meals over an open fire, and the wonderful aroma of pine trees. This is where I caught my first walleye and where I was introduced to fly fishing.

I also learned the pleasure of horseback riding on the range. In particular, I recall a covered wagon trip to a nearby lake. After eating steaks in the evening, we sat around the campfire and sang cowboy songs. My favorite was “Zebra Dunn”—the saga of a “tenderfoot from town” who approached a bunch of cowboys and “talked about ol’ Shakespeare while he downed his pork and beans.” But then he tamed the wild horse, Zebra Dunn, showing those cowpokes what he was made of. I still occasionally sing that song and heed its message. “One thing, a sure thing, I learned since I was born: Every educated fellow ain’t a plum greenhorn.”

All of this brings to mind a line from another favorite song—one that all camp alumni know: “And the memories of you that will live all year through—Thank you, Camp Nebagamon.”

1930 covered wagon trip

Joe Hirschhorn, 1942: My favorite moment at camp? It wasn’t when I performed in the Follies, which was overseen by the now legendary John Kander. Nor was it when I was chosen to be on the 1944 Big Trip. The train from Chicago to Hawthorne… covered wagon trips… the Boat House… all memorable. But most memorable moment? It happened on a beautiful June day in 1942. That’s when I found the Goat Badge.

For those of you too young to remember—and that’s most all of you—during the second week of the summer, an all-camp election was held (after some actual campaigning), culminating in an evening convention and the announcement of the “Goat.” Usually a popular older camper, he became the most powerful person in camp. He could actually issue directives, which had to be obeyed—things like “Swamper 4 gets ice cream for dessert tonight.” The Goat Badge, a symbol of power, stayed with that person and cabin (Throck in 1942). But one of the rules stated this: The Badge had to be hidden—outside, with part of it exposed during all swim periods. And if someone found that Badge, the power was then transferred to the finder and the cabin. Well, on that June day in 1942, I found the Badge. My cabin (Axeman 2) was able to maintain control of it throughout the remainder of the summer. So while the Big Trip was special, the Badge was the ultimate ego trip.

1946 fire crew

Bob Benton, 1954: I suspect that very few Nebagamon alumni remember camp’s See America First Trips, the epic bus tours of the American West. However, I was very fortunate to have been a part of two of these—as a camper, then as a counselor. One night in particular stands out. We were in Crater Lake National Park, on a cool evening with no chance of rain, so we decided not to pitch our tents. Instead, we slept under the multitude of stars. I awoke during the night (I’m not sure why) and looked around me. That’s when I noticed a large black bear wandering through the site. It was headed directly for Chuck Long, who was sleeping soundly nearby. Terrified, all I could think was: Please, Chuck, don’t wake up now! Thankfully, he didn’t. The bear simply stepped over him and ambled into the woods. Sometimes prayers work!

On my second See America First Trip, two years later, we were in Oregon again, heading up a mountain while sitting on the front bench of the cook bus. As we slowly climbed the hill, keeping close to the inside, a huge logging truck sailed around the curve on the outside. It was at that exact moment that Chuck Long, again napping, woke up. His first sight was the grille of that oncoming truck. I remember his scream even now. The drivers were pros, and we simply passed each other. But if Chuck had to scream, that was the time to do it!

1954 See America First Trip

Bud Schram, 1961: After being a camper in the 50’s I was fortunate enough to become a counselor in the 60’s.  My counselors Ed Saltzstein, Ben Lerner, Ed Drolson, and Si Lazarus were outstanding role models, and to this day my former campers and I maintain friendships. The unforgettable moments are many—from the quirky (a Cruiser Day trip to Fitger’s Brewery in Duluth) and the clever (motivating tri-camp swimmers by offering pre-meet spun honey) to the enlightening (a Camp Council visit to Camp Bovey to see the Camp Nebagamon Scholarship Fund in action) and the inspiring (poetry readings and discussions after Sunday night Council Fires).

One memory that lingers is the early morning of July 21, 1961. At the crack of dawn, my co-counselor Bill Sternal and I woke our campers and made our way to what is now called Lorber Point, where recently retired Muggs and Janet were spending the summer in their trailer. It was there, on a little black-and-white TV, that we watched astronaut Gus Grissom become the second American launched into space. Nebagamon was where I was taught to rely on others while aiming high. Camp was the most important influence in my life, providing me the opportunity to grow as a human being. So it seems appropriate that, with our futures ahead of us, we were sitting amid an earthly paradise with the two people who made that opportunity possible as we watched a courageous man head toward the heavens.

1961 train arrival

Jon Colman, 1971:

During my first several years at camp, I spent most of my time where I felt most comfortable—the athletic fields. Only in my last summer did I feel ready to try tripping, and I joined most of my Throck cabin on my first Sawbill. Something clicked, and I took several more trips before our 1971 Big Trip, which proved to be the highlight of my camper experiences. When we reached Lac La Croix at dusk on Day 8, we stopped to make dinner. We campers started unloading the tents, but our counselors said, “No we’re not camping here.” They explained that we would eat dinner, gather our energy, then load back up and paddle the entire 25-mile length of Lac La Croix—by moonlight.

The feeling of the fresh night air on our faces, the call of the loons in the distance and the vast serenity invigorated us. We were the only people on the lake, moving together as a group, with the sound of the paddles hitting the water and only the lights of the Indian Reservation to remind us that, yes, the rest of the world did indeed continue to go on. While it is often difficult to appreciate some experiences until they are over, I couldn’t help but take it all in in the moment. I can still recall with ease the feeling of accomplishment and the bond we felt as a group. Camp had helped to stretch me beyond my comfort zone and taught me to reach for more.

1978 canoeing trip

Brad Herzog, 1983: I well recall my first few Pow Wow Days as a Nebagamon camper, when I would marvel at the big chiefs. They were teenagers, for goodness sake, confident and vaguely heroic and ten feet tall and fully deserving of their lofty titles. Then I became one of them—a near-sighted, shallow-chested, self-doubting big chief—and it was like discovering that the great and terrible wizard was a bumbling oaf behind a curtain. We mighty Cherokees lost each and every one of our first thirteen preliminary events—a comedic montage of errant jumpshots, missed targets, and tipped canoes.

Heading into Pow Wow Day itself, we were so far behind that victory was virtually unattainable. So I borrowed a notion from the Bill Murray summer camp movie Meatballs, which had been released a few years earlier, and led a procession of faux Cherokees through the Rec Hall at lunchtime. We shouted, “It just doesn’t matter! It just doesn’t matter! It just doesn’t matter!” And, it may be coincidental, but afterward we suddenly started sinking shots, hitting bullseyes, and actually staying afloat. By the end of the day, we had finished in second place. But the memory that makes me smile is the refrain, echoing through the Rec Hall: “It just doesn’t matter! It just doesn’t matter!” And significantly, it didn’t.

1983 Pow Wow Day

Josh Gray, 1991: I used to compete in a lot of tennis tournaments at Nebagamon. Each was its own memorable experience. Sometimes we would travel on raucous van rides to exotic (it’s all relative) places like Eagle River or Bemidji to play against other camps. At other times, kids from camps like Menominee, Thunderbird, and North Star would make the trip to our home turf. They would pass through the front gate, glance up at Paul Bunyan, eat in the Rec Hall, complain about our egg water, and get a glimpse of what “roughing it” was like. At least, that was our point of view.

I remember playing against a camper from Menominee who beat me in an eight-game pro set, 8-6. I certainly hated losing, but with 25 years of distance and reflection, what I remember from that day is not the sting of the loss. Instead, I recall the joy of a support system of friends who sat on the grassy hill behind the tennis courts and cheered me on. When we walked off the court, a flock of Nebagamon campers and counselors greeted me with words of encouragement, high-fives, shoulder squeezes, and pats on the back. This was my summer family, showing me again what we all now know well:  None goes his way alone.

Andrew Schram, 1998

Joey Laskin, 2006: To me, a chubby kid hailing from Los Angeles, the wilderness always represented the great unknown—and my dreams of being away from the city. My appetite for the wild only ballooned at Camp Nebagamon year after year. One trip I kept hearing about—spoken of in reverent, mythical tones–was the Grand Portage, a nine-mile, nearly 3,000-rod portage from the Pigeon River to Fort Charlotte in Minnesota’s northeastern corner. During my last year as a camper, I mustered up the courage to try it, and it was a trip that will stay with me for the rest of my days.

The highlight amid the highlights came on day six. As camper Malcolm Kerr, trip leader Mike Freeman and I dragged our canoe down the shallow Pigeon River, we confronted something remarkable: a ten-foot-tall Bull Moose, gently lifting its head from the trickling creek to gaze upon our stunned faces. I was terrified, yet there was also an undeniable peace to be had in observing this magnificent beast as it grazed and then stomped its way back into the forest.

To this day, the Grand Portage was one of the most rewarding experiences of my life. After completing the long, flat portage that gives the trip its name (bugs buzzing in the canoe that I was carrying over my head), my friends and I jumped into Lake Superior to let the water cool us off. I know I’ll never experience anything quite like it again.

Grant Rosskamm, 2015: It began as a rather typical Monday night, and for those of us who made up the Swamper staff our village meeting had just ended. As Swamper push David Sachs and I left the Wanegan, we happened to glance up through the trees and notice what we first thought was a light, wispy cloud cover. After taking another moment to examine the night sky, we were both suddenly taken aback as we realized that what we were actually looking at was the strongest display of the Northern Lights that either of us had ever witnessed at camp. After standing there for a moment, awestruck at what we were seeing, we both came to the same conclusion: We have to wake up the kids.

I quickly ran back to my cabin, flipped on the lights, and roused my confused and groggy 4th graders. I led them by flashlight to the Upper Diamond, while excitedly assuring them that they would never forget what they were about to see. Once we reached the field, the sleepy look on the faces of my campers was quickly replaced by that of pure wonder. We all stood there in silence as we marveled at the curtains of silver light dancing effortlessly through the sky. It wasn’t long before almost the entire camp joined us to watch the show. But getting to share that experience with my campers is something that will stick with me for the rest of my life.

90 Nuggets of Nebaga-trivia

  1. by Brad Herzog
  1. “Nebagamon” is derived from a Chippewa Indian term for “hunting deer from the lake by fire.”
  2. Lake Nebagamon (the lake) covers 986 acres and has a maximum depth of 56 feet. Lake Nebagamon (the village) covers 14.34 square miles.
  3. The Big House was built in 1898 to be the home of John Philip Weyerhaeuser. Four years later, the family built a 36-square-foot replica on the lake that served as a Boathouse (lower floor) and schoolhouse (upper floor).
  4. The Boathouse was dismantled in 1944, some of its time being used to construct Voyageur in 1953.
  5. Muggs Lorber always cited 1907 as the year in which Nebagamon was really launched. That’s when, at the age of five, he took his first camping trip with his family.
  6. Muggs was a three-sport athlete (football, basketball, baseball) at Indiana University from 1922-24, and was named an honorable mention All-American quarterback as a senior. At 5-foot-6 and 175 pounds, he ranked seventh in the Big Ten in scoring.
  7. During several college summers, Muggs was a counselor at Camp Kawaga in Wisconsin, where he established a wilderness tripping program.
  8. Muggs and Janet Lorber purchased camp’s property from the Patrick-Duluth Woolen Mills on July 5, 1928. That same year, President Calvin Coolidge established the “Summer White House” at Central High School in Superior. Muggs and Janet earned money by running a tourist camp.
  9. The Lorbers’ lawyer for the purchase was David Sher—father, grandfather, and great-grandfather to future Nebagamon campers.
  10. There were 47 campers and 15 counselors in 1929, Camp Nebagamon’s first summer. Tuition that first summer: $350. Four years later, during the depths of the Depression, it was $275.
  1. Two songs from camp’s original summer, introduced by Bob Basch from Toledo, are still mainstays of the camp songbook: “Drop a Nickel” and “The Billboard Song.”
  2. The first camp Follies were staged on the front porch of the Big House in 1929.
  3. The first camp doctor, Jerome Levy, doubled as a cabin counselor.
  4. The biggest fish ever caught by a camper? Bob Misch’s 24-pound northern pike at Alton Lake in the Boundary Waters in 1931. The second biggest fish? Roger Goldman’s 23-pound northern pike a quarter-century later.
  5. “Throck” is short for Throckmorton Manor, which was originally in the location of the current infirmary. The original infirmary was a room in the Big House.
  6. The current Swamper jop was originally built as a playhouse for the Weyerhaeuser children. And the word is an homage to first-year camper Jerrold Berman from Joplin, Missouri, who supposedly missed a departure train while indisposed.
  7. “Thanks for the Pines” was written by the parents of 1931 camper Donald Kahn—words by Gus Kahn (who also wrote lyrics for such classics as “Dream a Little Dream of Me” and “Makin’ Whoopee”) and music by Grace Kahn.
  8. Covered wagon trips began in 1932. Eight years later, the horses “ran home,” leaving campers and wagon stranded 18 miles away.
  9. Back when Nebagamon had a horseback riding program, one of the attempted activities was polo… using a potato.
  10. The Rec Hall was built in 1932. The porches arrived in 1935 (Axeman) and 1938 (Lumberjack).

  1. Muggs Lorber held down three different winter jobs to make ends meet during the Great Depression.
  2. In 1934, there were three men named Pete on the staff. They were known as Big Pete, Little Pete, and Re-Pete.
  3. The totem pole at the Council Fire Ring was built in 1935 and re-painted in 1961 by counselor Chuck Long and campers in Lumberjack 4.
  4. Chuck Hirsch was a camper who was diagnosed with leukemia and chose to spend his last summer, in 1936, at camp. His shrine was dedicated a year later. Matt Cohen, memorialized by the Keylog Box, was a camper who succumbed to a heart condition after the 1980 summer.
  5. In 1937, the first Paul Bunyan statue was carved by Ta Gabrielson, a sculptor from Superior. That same year, Chief A.K. Agikamik paid his first visit to 54849.
  6. In 1939, Muggs and Janet turned down a request from a pro football team to train at camp.
  7. In the middle of the night on May 24, 1939, a large fire in Lake Nebagamon burned down half the businesses in the village.
  8. Over its first dozen summers, Camp Nebagamon operated without a village system. Cabins were instead identified by tree names.
  9. Thirty-two campers and staff attended “Winter Camp”—tobogganing, skiing, skating, daily snowball fights—from Dec. 22-28, 1940.
  10. The all-camp birthday tradition began in 1942 when all campers’ birthdays were celebrated at once due to a wartime sugar shortage.
  11. In 1943, campers and counselors arrived via six different trains on three different railroads on two different days. The last year in which campers arrived by train: 1968.
  12. Five Nebagamon alumni—Dave Wohl, Dick Marx, Dick Mayer, Bruce Cohen, and Ben Goodman—were killed in action during World War II. Four alumni—Ed Shifrin, Bill Gingold, Rickey Eisenstadt, and Chuck Edison—were prisoners of war during the conflict and eventually returned home safely.
  13. During camp’s first few decades, Cruiser Day actually took place on Tuesday. Cabin cookouts were originally on Fridays.
  14. The tomahawks awarded to each winning Pow Wow Day big chief for more than three decades were crafted by Nardie Stein, using the skills he learned at Philmont Scout Ranch in New Mexico in 1945.
  15. Camp’s original set of canoes, used to run the Brule rapids, were made out of canvas. Aluminum canoes arrived in 1946.
  16. The first See America First trip, featuring older ex-campers in a multi-state trek through the West, took place in 1947. The fifth and last one visited 14 western states and traveled 7,000 miles in 1958.
  17. Three names for camp transporation vehicles over the years? The Vomit Comet, Urping Urma, and the Maroon Loon.
  18. The first second-generation campers, in 1950, were Bill Tucker (son of Joe), David Scharff (son of Nick), and Lou Siegel (son of Norman). The original plaques honoring them were carved by Orval Craig.
  19. Camp’s cookout boxes date back to 1951, as does the camp social. The first girls’ camp to participate? Camp Chickagami.
  20. Orienteering and air riflery became official projects in the same year—1952.
  21. The Fatigue Squad was once a grounds cleanup crew featuring campers who had three or more pieces of clothing in the lost-and-found box.
  22. In 1953, Maggie Rolfe (Janet Lorber’s mother) found 200 four-leaf clovers and distributed them around camp. Her last year as official Camp Grandma was 1969.
  23. A “name the new infirmary” contest in 1953 was won by Ronnie Borod, who came up with “Waldorf Castoria.”
  24. The same year (1954) that motor boating briefly emerged as a project for older campers, there was a ham radio program set up on the second floor of the craftshop.
  25. Nardie Stein’s first job at Nebagamon, in 1955: Senior counselor, Swamper 1.
  26. There were three additions to Nebagamon in 1957—the OBR program, skishing, and four-square, which Nardie discovered during a winter trip to Cincinnati.
  27. The year 1959 marked the beginning of mock range wars between archery and air riflery, started by good friends Al Goldman and Bud Herzog.
  28. When Nardie and Sally took over as full-time camp directors in 1960, they were ages 29 and 26, respectively.
  29. The Little House was constructed in 1961 and named by Jane Stein.
  30. Not only did Andy Rinde lend his name to “Rinde ball” at Nebagamon, he also nicknamed the old wash basin in the Axeman-LJ jop the “bird bath.”
  31. The first Nebaga-person to join the Peace Corps was Joe Froehlich in 1961.
  32. In 1961, the campers and counselors in Swamper 7 caught 396 finish during a trip to Boney Lake.
  33. The first cabin plaques were created in 1962. Afternoon project periods began in 1963.
  34. Camp’s 1964 mock Republican Nominating Convention nominated… William Scranton for president.
  35. In 1964, Marilyn Gordon became camp’s first female trip staff hire, running the younger-boy outpost with her husband Gil. Five years later, Freida Weisner directed the craftshop, becoming the first full-time female project staff person.
  36. The only camp parent hauled before A.K. Agikamik? Hubert Kiersky in 1965. Nine years later, camp mother Judy Scharff appeared as the chief of the Yo Yo Islands.
  37. Camp’s first nature museum was known as “Skunk Hollow.”
  38. The current waterfront shack is the former Axeman 5, moved in 1965.
  39. Several Nebaga-buildings were moved from elsewhere, including the Pioneer Post (found in a farm north of Highway 2), the bike shack (formerly a hot dog stand across from the Lawn Beach Inn, moved in 1966), the Axeman Push Shack, and the Jail.
  40. The artshop? It dates back to 1940 at camp, having earlier stood in an area called The Barrens along Highway 27.
  41. The current Lumberjack Point Five was originally two Logger cabins divided by a partition.
  42. Beloved counselor Bill Eoff was the only Nebagamon staff member lost during the Vietnam war.
  43. The 400-pound white rabbit that sits in front of the Little House was a gift for six-year-old Jessie Stein, crafted from the leftover concrete used to build the Paul Bunyan statue in 1969.
  44. The heads of the original two Pauls are saved in display cases on one wall of the Herb Hollinger Museum, which was originally a log cabin in Brule, Wisconsin.
  45. Camp’s longest-serving caretaker (so far) was not actually Herb Hollinger. It was Bob Johnson, from 1960-1993.
  46. The Upper Diamond scoreboard replaced a chalkboard in 1969.
  47. In 1971, one year after Nebagamon alumni William Goldman won an Academy Award for writing “Butch Cassidy & the Sundance Kid,” his brother James won a best adapted screenplay Oscar for “The Lion in Winter.” The Goldmans also collaborated with alumnus and there-time Tony Award-winner John Kander on a musical, A Family Affair. One of the songs was called “Summer is Over.”
  48. Nebagamon’s four-week camper option began in 1974, with one grade per year added thereafter.
  49. Jim Mendelsohn became Nebagamon’s first third-generation staff member in 1974.
  50. The indoor cooking program, then known as Bachelor Survival, was originally suggested and led by Connie Couts.
  51. The participants of the 1975 Camp Scandia trip traveled to Lapland, Finland, and experienced a snow storm in July.
  52. In 1976, soon after she starred in “King Kong,” Cloquet, Minnesota native Jessica Lange bought a home on Lake Nebagamon.
  53. The scale model of the Weyerhaeuser railroad train on display in the Big House was built by John Altshool in 1979.
  54. In 1981, The Keeper was donated to camp in memory of fisherman and Nebagamon alumnus Gil Gordon. Two years later, Lorber Point was renamed in honor of the late Muggs and Janet Lorber. The gazebo and pavilion were designed by alumnus Pat Ackerman.
  55. In the 1980s, “cubbies” were installed in cabins, marking the end of the footlocker era.
  56. Jane Stein and Euan Kerr were married at Lorber Point in 1985—30 years after Sally Lorber and Nardie Stein tight the knot in the Big House living room.
  57. Among the staff members in 1986 were campcraft director Roger Wallenstein and his soon-to-be wife, Judy Weiss, who served as quartermaster.
  58. Nebagamon’s first promotional video appeared in 1986, written by Jessie Stein.
  59. In 1987, Hide Harashima was Nebagamon’s first Japanese camper and Chris Little, son of Alan Little, became the first second-generation counselor from England
  60. In 1991, goal posts on the Upper Diamond, dating back about a half-century, were replaced by wooden soccer goals.
  61. Kim Swenson became Nebagamon’s first female associate director in 1994.
  62. In 1995, Axel Berger made an entrance into the Paul Bunyan Day Council Fire flying from a tree—with the help of an almost-invisible guide wire.
  63. Muggs Lorber was a 1997 honoree in the St. Louis Jewish Sports Hall of Fame.
  64. CampNebagamon.com went live in February 1999, the same year that Joe Crain began his “Caretaker Joe at Camp” column for The Arrowhead.
  65. In 2000, wilderness trip leaders began to carry satellite phones.
  66. In 2001, associate director Adam Braude arrived for the finals of the horse ‘n’ goggle tournament on horseback.
  67. Ben Edmunds used birch bark to write out a Sunday Service in the summer of 2003.
  68. The Y.A.K.D.M award for most clever announcements actually stands for “You Are King of the Diarrhetic Mouths.”
  69. In 2017, 39 years after the first winter Nebagamon reunions in California and 33 years after the first Mexico City reunion, Adam Kaplan traveled across the Pacific for the first-ever reunion in China.
  70. This first three languages on the “THIS SHALL BE A PLACE OF WELCOME FOR ALL” sign were Danish, French, and Spanish. A later one—“LLA ROF EMOCLEW FO ECALP A EB LLAHS SIHT”—was added by mischievous staff members (one of whom wound up becoming a camp director).

 

90 Reasons to Love Camp

In no particular order…

Old friends

The smell of the pines

“How!”

Paul Bunyan

The Waterfront

The sound of the wake-up bell

“Be seated.”

Mrs. Grady’s daughter

Four square

The logs behind Logger 1

“Drop a Nickel”

S’mores

“Right hand up and quiet”

Coca-Cola Stew

The Dairy Queen

Paddling to the lighthouse

“Eins… zwei… drei…”

The Upper Diamond

“Oh What a Beautiful Morning”

The Boundary Waters

Grilled cheese and tomato soup

Pushball

“Everybody rise and shine…”

Big Trip plaques

The blinking yellow light

“We Shall Keep the Friends We Found Here”

Big brothers

Isle Royale

The Council Fire Ring

“Buddies!”

The J-stroke

“This is a two-part keylog…”

The Range

Friendship fires

Taste of Nebagamon

Generation plaques

Lazy Day

“This Shall Be A Place of Welcome For All”

Trails Forward

Tent peg relay

“All night, all day…”

Skishing

The sand dunes

Candy line

Canoe over canoe

The Broken Racquet Award

“Go smoke a Coca-Cola…”

The Axeman Village

The Hits Brothers

“Oh great chief!”

“Portage 18 Rods”

The project board

Brownie glop

“Jop”

Cruiser Day

“Wannado”

The Herb Hollinger Museum

Ring toss

Sunday watermelon

Stirring coffee with your thumb

The Annex decorating The Shrine

Grand Portage

“Quack! Quack!”

“Goodnight Swampers!”

“Walk, Don’t Run”

The Countdown

The Keeper

The Sunday choir

The birdbath

Rinde ball

54849

“Win Or Lose, Be A Good Sport”

The Brule River

“Waldorf Castoria”

Pictured Rocks

Bread-on-a-stick

“Save your spoons”

Lorber Point

The All-Camp Birthday

“Blow the horns!”

“YAKDM”

Camp Nebagamon Scholarship Fund

Camperships for Nebagamon

“Mountain Dew”

Cookout boxes

Throck

“Han Ske Leve”

The Big House porch

Keep the Fires Burning

“Thanks for the Pines”

From the Mailbag

Bill Friedman (Chicago 85-89, 91), coordinating producer of BTN Originals at the Big Ten Network, wrote in to ponder Paul: “I just finished reading the most recent edition of The Keylog and thoroughly enjoyed the material on Paul Bunyan. 

“Beyond my obvious connection to Paul from my time at Nebagamon, I am reminded on a yearly basis of Paul’s reach in my role at the Big Ten Network. Two of the most treasured “Big Ten Football Trophies” are named after Paul Bunyan. The winner of the Michigan/Michigan State football game each year receives the Paul Bunyan Trophy, and the winner of the Minnesota/Wisconsin football game each year receives Paul Bunyan’s Axe. I’m just waiting for a Nebagamon alum to make one of these teams and play for Paul – now that would be a story for The Keylog!”

Luise Drolson, wife of the late Ed Drolson (Lake Nebagamon/Minneapolis 53-65, 67-69, 72-74) sent in a poem that she recently rediscovered. It was written by Ed in 1975 about his hometown:

Spring at Nebagamon soon comes once more,

the gray days of winter flee on the wing.

Soon we look longingly on the forest floor,

looking for blue water signs of spring.

 

Our Maple Creek woods are damp,

dark with pine-birch, spruce, and oak, cast shadows of these.

Some mushrooms and winter greens are sweeter than wine,

as we pause to reflect on the wind in the tops of the trees.

 

This lake land of robins and squirrels will return

with all the wisdom and knowledge we shall ever need.

In luscious colors of spring we learn

majestic bright days will come with the seeds.

Sometimes quirky and specific memories only surface after a nearly 60-year-old picture offers a reminder. After forwarding the photo here (which includes Al Goldman, Tom Goldman, Bud Herzog, Chuck Long, Roger Goldman, Ron Borod, L.D. Brodsky, and Steve Riven), Bud Herzog wrote: “I’m guessing it’s in the late 50’s or early 60’s. We are carrying the piano from the Rec Hall to Sunday Services on the Lower Diamond—so that Ray Liebau could play it with all of us who were in the choir. (Ironically, Ray did not help us carry it!!)”

News from the Camp Family

Keep us posted! You can send life updates to Joe Briggs in the Camp Nebagamon office (briggs@campnebagamon.com) or directly to Keylog editor Brad Herzog (brad@bradherzog.com).

 

1930s-1960s

Accordion serenade, 1960

Steve Ehrlich (Detroit/Los Angeles) has donated a significant autograph collection to the archives of the Cook Music Library at Indiana University, which serves the renowned Jacobs School of Music. The Stephen A. Ehrlich Autograph Collection consists of 83 autographed and framed portraits of some of the most accomplished and world-renowned classical music artists of the mid-20th through early-21st century, including the likes of pianist Arthur Rubinstein, violinist and conductor Isaac Stern, and opera singer Marilyn Horne… Roger Goldman (St. Louis), the Callis Family Professor of Law emeritus at St. Louis University, was one of thirteen 2017 inductees into the SLU LAW Order of the Fleur de Lis Hall of Fame. Last December, he published an op-ed piece in Newsweek: “Why Has Police Sexual Misconduct Escaped the #MeToo Movement?”… The latest book by Gene Dattel (Ruleville, MS/New York City), Reckoning with Race: America’s Failure, has been out since the beginning of October. He has been doing joint presentations with prominent African-Americans and received an endorsement from James Meredith, the man who courageously integrated the University of Mississippi in 1962. Meredith said the book “should be required reading In the classroom and incorporated into public dialogue.”

Stuart Kornfeld (St Louis), the David C. and Betty Farrell Professor of Medicine at Washington University’s School of Medicine, has been honored by the Academy of Science-St. Louis with the Peter H. Raven Lifetime Achievement Award, which recognizes individuals with a distinguished career in science, engineering or technology… Judge Dan Polster (Cleveland) of the Northern District of Ohio made news in March as the subject of a New York Times article headlined: “CAN THIS JUDGE SOLVE THE OPIOID CRISIS?” Tasked with resolving more than 400 federal lawsuits against central figures in the national opioid tragedy, he announced that he would be streamlining the process in an attempt to save lives. According to the Times, he ordered lawyers “to prepare for settlement discussions immediately. Not a settlement that would be ‘just moving money around’… but one that would provide meaningful solutions to a national crisis—by the end of the year.” Read more about it here.

1970s-1980s

Air guitar contest, 1980

After winning five Emmy awards as a comedy writer for “The Daily Show with Jon Stewart,” Rob Kutner (Atlanta/Los Angeles) currently conjures up monologue jokes for “CONAN” on TBS and tweets political zingers back and forth with New York magazine writer Jonathan Chait (Bloomfield Hills/New York City). He also recently published his first graphic novel, Shrinkage, about an intergalactic war taking place inside the U.S. president’s brain. He describes it as “Fantastic Voyage meets Dr. Strangelove in The West Wing.” Check it out, along with his videos and interviews, at www.robkutner.com… Restaurateur Danny Meyer (St. Louis/New York City), who has opened more than 100 Shake Shack locations worldwide—from the U.K. to Saudi Arabia, finally opened his first one in his native St. Louis last December… Last May, the National Parks Conservation Association posted a blog written by Joseph Goldstein, the 13-year-old son of Jeff Goldstein (St. Louis/Springfield, IL). A survivor of acute lymphoblastic leukemia, he wrote about his mission to support the Save the Boundary Waters Campaign: “When the Make a Wish Foundation approached me, it didn’t take long for me to realize that I had an opportunity to do something that would be bigger than me. This was a chance to “wish” for something that would leave the world a better place, to protect a place that was endangered.”

1990s-2010s

Survivor Nebagamon, 2008

Ben Falik (Detroit) is the Community Impact Manager at FCA North America, coordinating volunteering opportunities for employees of Fiat Chrysler Automobiles of America… Ike May (Nashville/New Jersey) works for a finance firm in New Jersey… Jonathan Gerstell (Washington, D.C.) worked on the campaign for Kelly Mazeski who ran for the Congress in the Illinois 6th Congressional District… Ellie Sweeney (San Francisco) is a clinical nurse with the Pediatric Critical Resource Pool at Duke University Hospital… Katie Neusteter (Denver) is a senior writer for American Rivers, an organization formed to protect the nation’s wild rivers… Ben Davenport (Chicago/Piedmont, CA) is an urban planner for the City of Piedmont in California… Alex Elson (Chicago/Washington, D.C.) is Senior Counsel for the National Student Legal Defense Network, a non-profit organization that works to advance students’ rights to educational opportunity… Michael Jorgensen (Boston/Cascade, ID) teaches math and science along with being the medical program assistant at the Alzar School in Cascade, Idaho… Jaime Hensel (Atlanta/Seattle) spent the winter in Antarctica (summer on that continent) as a nurse practitioner.

 

We are sad to report the deaths of the following alumni:

Ray Wittcoff (St. Louis 33-34)

Don Kramer (St. Louis 41, 44)

Robert Schiff (San Francisco 58-61)

David Myers (Springfield, IL 63)

Mike Keene (Austin/Byron, TX 73-83)

 

Our productive alumni:

Shana and David Jadwin (Chicago/Minneapolis 91-97, 00) – Bernie

Phil Myers and Kristin Ahlberg (Bennett, WI/Washington, D.C. 92-98) – John

Sarah Broder and Mike Singer (Detroit, 93-96, 98-01) – Aaron

Amanda Lattanzio and Michael Faber (Durham, NC 93-98, 00-02, 04) – Juno

Brittany and Scott Abramson (Chicago 94-99, 01-03) – Jacob

Julie Werman and Ben Solochek (Chicago 99-02) – Molly

Chloe Amman and Jacob Kessler (St. Louis/Washington, D.C. 99-04, 06-09, 11-12) – Lucy

Footsteps

As these campers roam the 77 acres of Camp Nebagamon this summer, they’ll be following in ancestral footsteps:

Camper Parent Grandparent        Camper from
Sebastian Alderman Jeff Alderman Tulsa, OK
Alexander Averbuch Greg Averbuch Atlanta, GA
Justin Blumberg Alan Blumberg David Blumberg Guilford, CT
Ace, Addison & Asher Burvall Amber (Smith) Burvall San Diego, CA
Judah Callen David Callen Kensington, CA
Asher Corndorf Eric Corndorf Minneapolis, MN
Ben Effress Rich Effress La Jolla, CA
Adam Eberhard Jeff Eberhard Chicago, IL
Emmitt Gerstein Jim Gerstein Washington, DC
Jackson Goldblatt Robert Goldblatt Chicago, IL
Jack and Matthew Gordon Andrew Gordon Deerfield, IL
Charlie Goshko Matt Goshko Washington, DC
Jacob Greenwald Keith Greenwald Atlanta, GA
Ben Hanson-Kaplan Stephanie Hanson & Adam Kaplan Boise, ID
Thomas Harrison Ed Harrison Pittsburgh, PA
Ari and Oliver Held Larry Held Silver Spring, MD
Daniel and Gabriel Heller John Heller New York, NY
Eli Hoffman Mark Hoffman Lexington, KY
Ben and Ryan Kessler Arthur Kessler Highland Park, IL
Simon Kessler Eric Kessler Washington, DC
Chase Kornblet Ben Kornblet Glenview, IL
Orion Kornfeld Kerry Kornfeld Stuart Kornfeld St. Louis, MO
Benjamin & Jacob Laytin Dan Laytin Bill Laytin Chicago, IL
Ryan Mack Ken Mack Alan Mack Bedford Hills, NY
Avi Maidenberg Daniel Maidenberg Mike Maidenberg Oakland, CA
Ezra Maidenberg Joe Maidenberg Mike Maidenberg Oakland, CA
Joshua Marcus Jill Kiersky Marcus Jim Kiersky Chicago, IL
Ssam Montag John Montag Atlanta, GA
Will Needlman Randy Needlman Evanston, IL
Jacob Powers Kevin Powers Chicago, IL
Harrison Reichert Steve Reichert Tenafly, NJ
Zach Riven Jay Riven Steve Riven Dallas, TX
Brady Rivkin Larry Rivkin Chicago, IL
Jack Rivkin Steve Rivkin Chicago, IL
Jack Rogen Bruce Rogen Shaker Heights, OH
Jacob Rolfe Jim Rolfe Mike Rolfe Highland Park, IL
Graham Rontal Andrew Rontal Portland, OR
Max and Jonah Rontal Matt Rontal Huntington Woods, MI
Myles Rontal Dan Rontal Birmingham, MI
Micah Rosenbloom Trent Rosenbloom Nashville, TN
Syd Rosenbloom Brice Rosenbloom Brooklyn, NY
Zachary Ruwitch John Ruwitch Joe Ruwitch Shanghai, China
Danny Schottenstein Jeff Schottenstein Tiburon, CA
Griffin & Dylan Scissors Irl Scissors
William Schwarz Edward Schwarz Roy Schwarz Woodbury, MN
Ben and Jason Shacter Joe Shacter
Toby Shapin Andrew Shapin John Shapin London, England
Sam Shapira Tom Shapira John Shapira Chicago, IL
Phineas Sher Andrea L’Tainen

Bob Sher

Allan Sher Philadelphia, PA
Matan Siegel

 

Gabriel Sloan-Garcia

Michael Siegel

 

 

 

 

Bill Sloan

Stamford, CT

 

Albuquerque, NM

Benji & Jacob Solomon Josh Solomon New York, NY
Nathan & Seth Starhill John Star Frank Star Arlington, MA
Gavin Stern David Stern New York, NY
Eli Terman Tom Philipsborn Chicago, IL
Asher & Tanner Toback Keri Rosenbloom Chicago, IL
Murray Wieseneck David Wieseneck
Jed Whalen Stewart Jim Stewart Portland, OR
Jack Wineman Hank Wineman Henry Wineman II Birmingham, MI
Nate Woldenberg Jim Woldenberg Highland Park, IL

Thank You, Donors

The Camp Nebagamon Charities website www.cncharities.org is dedicated to both the Camp Nebagamon Scholarship Fund (CNSF) and Camperships For Nebagamon (CFN). Nebagamon’s alumni community has stepped up support for our affiliated charities in recent years in meaningful ways. In addition to generous direct support, alumni have increasingly encouraged donations to one or both funds as memorials and to honor happy occasions. Learn about different donation options, read about each charity, and more at the website.

Donors to the Camp Nebagamon Scholarship Fund (CNSF) help children and teens who experience poverty and disability attend non-profit summer camps that specialize in meeting their needs. CNSF will help more kids than ever before to attend camp in the summer of 2018. Thanks to CNSF tuition scholarships 240 kids attended non-profit camps in the summer of 2017—up from 225 in 2016 and 175 in 2015.

Recipient camps (located near communities where Nebagamon campers and alumni live) offer expert therapeutic and adaptive recreation and a nurturing environment for kids who have been exposed to adversity and trauma. Children are among peers and role models for success at camps where they enjoy friendship, adventure and personal growth—opening new possibilities for a more positive future.

CNSF was founded in 1947 by Muggs and Janet Lorber, Nebagamon’s founding directors, and administered for 50+ years by Nebagamon’s former directors, Nardie and Sally Lorber Stein. To learn more, see CNSF’s websiteInstagramFacebook page and video.

CNSF would like to thank our generous donors who supported the fund between November 1, 2017 and April 30, 2018:

Kathy and Rick Abeles
Kelly Ballenger and Jeffrey Alderman
Anonymous Donor(s)
Steve Arenberg
John Arenberg
Pam and Tom Arenberg
Marian and Art Auer
Joe Badt
Elizabeth and Andrew Baer
Kathy and Stuart Barnett
Linda and Bob Barrows
Samuel Barrows
Charlie Barrows
Richard Baum
June and Jim Baumoel
Joy and Leo Bearman, Jr.
Herb Behrstock
Linda Tate and Bob Best
Big Lots!  (Matching Gift)
Susan and Simon Blattner
Lisa and Paul Blumberg
Jim Blumenfeld
Ronald Borod
Sarah Brenner
Elizabeth and John Breyer Jr.
Dale Brodsky
Mary Dixon and Mark Caro
Marcia and Mark Cherniack
Ellen and Scott Chukerman
Autumn Le (Izzy) Greenberg and Jeff Cohen
Stephanie Tomasky and Mitch Cohen
Andy Cohen
Carol Bayersdorfer and Ed Cohen
Cole-Belin Education Foundation
Ellen Nissenbaum and Jeff Colman
Barbara Bankoff and Robert Crandall
Carla and David Crane
Jennifer Daskal
Michelle and Stan DeGroote
DELL Giving (Matching Gift)
Barry and Lynn Deutsch
Leann and Bill Dexter
Jessie and Scott Diamond
Jed Dreifus
Jon Dreifus
Jennifer Sosensky and David Dreifus
Sarah Rubenstein and Bob Dubinsky
Ellen and Henry Dubinsky
Nathaniel Edelman
Gail and Dick Elden
Estate of Dr. Edward Elisberg
Deborah Foster and David Eppstein
Sara Feinstein
Christine Taylor and Jim Feldman
Jill and Ron Fisher
Amy Foxman
Theresa and Brad Freilich
Andrew and Jennifer Friedman Family Foundation
Matt and Jodi Friedman
Osnat and Greg Gafni-Pappas
Betsy and Spencer Garland
Alan Geismer, Jr.
Aliza and Jim Gerstein
Phyllis and Glenn Gerstell
Ricky Gitt
Ryan Glasspiegel
Susan and Bob Glasspiegel
Lindsay and Michael Goldberg
Susan and Bill Goldenberg
Debbie and Chad Goldenberg
William Goldman
Elaine and Mike Goldman
Jonathan Goldstein
Joanie and Mark Goldstein
Lisa and Jonathan Goodman
Martha and Jerrold Graber
Douglas Greene
Rachel and Ralph Greil
Sheliah and Scott Gruber
Debbie and Paul Guggenheim
Cheryl and Bill Guthman
Robin and Bill Haber
Julie and Alan Halpern
John Hart
Paula Hassinger
Jaime Hensel
Hershey Company (Matching Gift)
Karen and Bob Herz
Joe Herz
Hazel and Bud Herzog
Marian and Maurice Hirsch
Cynthia and Charles Hirschhorn
Cathy and Rick Hirschmann
Hirsch-Schwartz Foundation
Dana, Oliver, and Quincy Hirt
Jennifer Hodges
Ellyn and Matt Hoffman
Anne Ledell and Nathaniel Hong
Cathy Ann Kaufman and Mark Iger
Helaine and Warner Isaacs
Dan Jackson
Sheri, David and Bennett Jacobs
Shari and Craig Jankowsky
Joe Jankowsky
Joseph Family Charitable Trust
Ed Juda
Kahn-Abeles Foundation
Caryn and Harlan Kahn
Bob Kahn
Diane and John Kalishman
Stephanie Hanson and Adam Kaplan
Jennifer Gilbert and Robert Kaufmann
Irene and Dmitri Kaznachey
Michele and Warren Keiner
Jane and Euan Kerr
Wendy Bloom and Arthur Kessler
Barbara and Dennis Kessler
Victor Kessler
Keybank Foundation (Matching Gift)
Klein Family Foundation
Tom Kolbrener
Lewis Kopman
Lauri and Ron Koretz
Claudia Simons and Alan Korn
Danielle Brinker and John Kramer
Sara Jill Rubel and Eric Kramer
Rose Lenehan
Cissy and Bob Lenobel
Lauren, Syd and Adam Lerner
Sondra and Alan Levi
Jeffrey Levinson
Lia Grigg and Dan Levis
Hagit and Roger Lewis
Judith Axelrod and Kenneth Lewis
Dick (Hoagie) Lippman
Tom Loeb
Courtney and Eddie Loeb
Steve Loeb
M.J. Lowe
Ted Silberstein and Jackie Mack
Laura and Ken Mack
Reed Maidenberg
Nancy Marcus
Jill Kiersky and Andrew Marcus
Katie Greenbaum and Josh May
Norah and Matt Meadows
Medtronic Foundation Grant Program (Matching Gift)
Mary Kate and Jeff Mellow
Mike Mendelsohn
Julia Gittleman and Tom Mendelsohn
Susan and Bob Mendelsohn
Deborah and David Mendelson
Misa Galazzi and David Michel
Jean Middleton
Bob Milsten
Paula and Malcolm Milsten
Modestus Bauer Foundation
Erika and John Montag
Alva Moog Jr.
Kathe and Jim Myer
Leah and James Myers
James Nahlik
Mary and Bob Nefsky
Buzz Neusteter
Lee Anne Hartley and Tom Nevers
Robert Oppenheimer
Brenda and Sandy Passer
Deborah Snyder and Jim Platt
Don Price
Jennifer Pritzker, IL ARNG (Ret)
Andrea L’Tainen and Joshua Rabinowitz
Arie Reinstein
Joan and Frank Revson
Hana Ruzicka and Steven Rivkin
Rivkin & Rivkin, LLC
Don Robertson
Cindy and Jon Rogen
Marya and Tony Rose Foundation
Sherri and Jim Rosen
Ruth Rosen
Sarah Stern and Mark Rosenblatt
Carol and David Rosenblatt
Sandra Rosenblum
Carol and Roger Rosenthal
Lauren Katz and Joel Rubenstein
Louise Sachs
Gail Ifshin and Steven Salky
Dawn and Dan Saltzstein
Mike Samuels
Laury and Lewis Scharff
Sue and Jon Scharff
Tiffany and James Scharff
Martha and Lee Schimberg
Shelley Cohn, Bennett and Clay Schmidt
Wendy and William Schoppert
Peggy and Bud Schram
Lynn and Max Schrayer
Carol and Jeff Schulman
Monique and Robert Schweich
Jennifer and Irl Scissors
Judith and Mark Segal
Sara and Joe Shacter
Jodi and Tom Shapira
Judy and Allan Sher
Jenny and Walter Shifrin
Rhonda and Eric Siegel
Kevin Silverman
Natalie and Bob Silverman
Linda and Ron Sklar
Michael Sobel
Geula and Josh Solomon
Nancy Chasen and Don Spero
Heather Hill and Jon Star
Mindy and Frank Star
Perrin and Ted Stein
Sally and Nardie Stein
Elena Stein
Irv Stenn
Mary Elizabeth Calhoon and David Stern
Ann and Will Stern
Alexandra Ackerman and David Stern
Carolyn and Brian Swett
Jo Anne and Alan Travis
Madge and Tom Treeger
Donald Ullmann
Emily Brosius and Scott Ventrudo
Judy and Roger Wallenstein
Esther Starrels and John Wasserman
Harriet and Paul Weinberg
Michael Weinberg (II)
Cathy and Craig Weiss
Samantha Karrell and David Wieseneck
Phyllis and Bruce Willett
Trudi and Hank Wineman
Deborah and Adam Winick
Emily Jodock and Jason Yale
David Zalk
Judy and Lon Zimmerman
John Zuraw

 

Founded in 1995, Camperships for Nebagamon (CFN) helps send children to Camp Nebagamon and Camp WeHaKee, who otherwise could not afford it. These campers, from a wide range of backgrounds, enjoy life-changing experiences while enriching the camp community, making it more diverse, more inclusive, and more a place of welcome for all. A 501(c)(3) charitable organization, CFN supports campers for multiple years, giving them sustained access to a summer community in which to build lifelong friendships and identity. Since 2007, CFN has given over 500 camperships, totaling $2 million, and has helped over 250 children go to camp.

CFN wishes to thank the following individuals who generously made donations to CFN from November 1, 2017 to April 30, 2018:

Amy Levin and Keith Abeles
Rick and Kathy Abeles
Carol and David Adelson
Richard Allman
Pam and Tom Arenberg
Corey Zimmerman and Gayle Arlen
Jeanne and Michael Aronoff
Lisa and Andy Aronson
Marian and Art Auer
Joe Badt
Elizabeth and Andrew Baer
Liz and Andrew Baill
Linda and Mike Baker
Courtney Bannerot
Jenna and Drew Barnett
Samuel Barrows
Charlie Barrows
Linda and Bob Barrows
Deborah Ernest and Brad Baumgarten
June and Jim Baumoel
(Gordon Schwartz) BDO Unibank, Inc.
Richard Beall
Robby and Sage Bearman
Lynn and Robert Behrendt
Herb Behrstock
Lou and Kristen Bellaire
Rick Bendix, Jr.
Allen Bennett
Joan and Bert Berkley
Rob Das and Beth Berkson
Rita Bernstein
Howard and Rhoda Bernstein
Big Lots!  (Matching Gift)
Carrie and Andrew Block
Alison Kamine and Bob Bloom
Susan and Tony Blumberg
Jim Blumenfeld
BMO Harris Bank, N.A.
Carolyn and Rodney Borwick
Julie and Adam Braude
Elizabeth and John Breyer Jr.
Lisa and Rich Broder
Dale Brodsky
Spencer Brown
Lewis Burik
Jeff Burnstine
Jean and Mark Burnstine
Susan and Jim Cantor
Mark and Mary Dixon Caro
Reid Chukerman
Ellen and Scott Chukerman
Stacie and Bob Chukerman
CIBC Bank USA
Jennifer Clark
Evelyn and Louis Cohen
Carol Bayersdorfer and Ed Cohen
Stephanie Tomasky and Mitch Cohen
Pat Cohn
Bonnie and Mike Cole
Kevin Cole
Cole-Belin Education Foundation
Michael Coletta
Ellen Nissenbaum and Jeff Colman
Eric, Heather, Asher, and Remi Corndorf
Stuart Cowles
Hank Crane
Jennifer Daskal
Jane Davis
Becky and Raven Deerwater
Michelle and Stan DeGroote
DELL Giving (Matching Gift)
Julie Deutsch
Leann and Bill Dexter
Jessie and Scott Diamond
James Dobravec
Deborah Pollack and Steve Domsky
Jennifer Sosensky and David Dreifus
Nathaniel Edelman
Deborah and Joe Eppstein
Deborah Foster and David Eppstein
Pat and Joan Esserman, Jr.
Jeannette McNeil and Peter Fechheimer
Christine Taylor and Jim Feldman
Gayle Weiswasser and Dan Feldman
Mary and Richard Fisher
Brad Foxman
Julie and Dan Frank
Paula and Gordy Frank
William Friedman
Lisa and Steve Friedman
Andrew and Jennifer Friedman Family Foundation
Matt and Jodi Friedman
Bill Friedman
Caroline Portis and Stephen Galpern
Betsy and Spencer Garland
Alan Geismer, Jr.
Tom Gerson
Ricky Gitt
Ryan Glasspiegel
Susan and Bob Glasspiegel
Susan and Bill Goldenberg
Jonathan Goldstein
Martha and Jerrold Graber
Marty Gradman
Janice Anderson and Tom Gram
Timothy Graulich
Douglas Greene
Rachel and Ralph Greil
Gale and Ray Grinsell
Kathy and Frank Grossman
Debbie and Paul Guggenheim
Alex Begley and Matt Hansen
Ben Hanson-Kaplan
Tom Harig
Judith and Jon Harris
John Hart
Paula Hassinger
Mike Heldman
Shirley and Barnett Helzberg Jr.
Jaime Hensel
Skip and Meg Herman
Hershey Company (Matching Gift)
Karen and Bob Herz
Barbara Herz
Joe Herz
Hazel and Bud Herzog
Amy and Brian Herzog
Gene Hill
Jason Hirschhorn
Ellyn and Matt Hoffman
Hallie and Douglas Hohner
Maggie Horvath
Cathy Ann Kaufman and Mark Iger
Derek Iger
Helaine and Warner Isaacs
Dan Jackson
Amy and Craig Jacobs
Shari and Craig Jankowsky
Kathy and Mike Jay
Joseph Family Charitable Trust
Ed Juda
Caryn and Harlan Kahn
Diane and John Kalishman
Amy and Jim Kalishman
John Kander
Bob Kane
Suzanne, Daniel, and Noah Kanter
Marjorie and Robert Kaplan
Joshua Avigad and Laura Kaplan
Nathalie Feldman and Andy Kaplan
Stephanie Hanson and Adam Kaplan
Cheryl Bondy and Mark Kaplan
Benjamin Katz
Jennifer Gilbert and Robert Kaufmann
Leo Kayser III
Karen and Jerry Kaysing
Jane and Euan Kerr
Benjamin Kersten
Barbara and Dennis Kessler
Friends of the Keystone Softball Tournament
Carol Kiersky
Joe Kirkish
Heide and Jim Klein
Klein Family Foundation
Jerome Klingenberger
Jeff Kohn
Bud Kolbrener II
Lauri and Ron Koretz
Danielle Brinker and John Kramer
Andrea and Brian Kramer
Pam and Mark Kuby
Will Kuby
Janet Koestring and John Kupper
Emily and Michael Laskin
Kerrie Maloney and Dan Laytin
Eli Lehrer
Rose Lenehan
Cissy and Bob Lenobel
Mike and Jane Lenz
Jill and John Levi
Sondra and Alan Levi
Suzanne and Jeff Levi
Lia Grigg and Dan Levis
Dick “Hoagie” Lippman
Henry Docter and Elizabeth Loeb
Tom Loeb
Laura and Ken Mack
Will and Beth Madland
Reed Maidenberg
Joyce and Fred Marcus
Dru Margolin
Julie and Steve Mathes
Peggy Warner and Robert Matz
Brian May
McKinsey & Company (Matching Gift)
Norah and Matt Meadows
Mary Kate and Jeff Mellow
Elaine Rosenblum and Charles Mendels
Jim Mendelsohn
Matthew Mendelsohn
Julia Gittleman and Tom Mendelsohn
Mike Mendelsohn
Peggy Tracy and Bill Mendelsohn
Marji and Don Mendelsohn
Mae and Bud Mendelson
Marc Weiss and Nancy Meyer
Lois and Bo Meyer
Misa Galazzi and David Michel
Paula and Malcolm Milsten
Suzanne Milsten Parelman
Modestus Bauer Foundation
Ann and Gary Mollengarden
Ursula Bendixen and Bob Moog
Alva Moog, Jr.
Zach Muzik
Mary and Bob Nefsky
Alex Neil
Brian Neil
Network for Good
Cynthia Wachtell and Jeff Neuman
Buzz Neusteter
Peggy and Andy Newman
John Nickoll
Gail and Sean O’Connor
Kathy and Stephen Olsen
Robert Oppenheimer
Rich Palka
Brenda and Sandy Passer
PepsiCo Foundation (Matching Gifts)
Mary and George Perlstein
Betty and Tom Philipsborn
Noelle Pillsbury
Deborah Snyder and Jim Platt
Rita and Kevin Powers
Don Price
Judy and Paul Putzel
Mindy and Laurin Quiat
Michael Raleigh
Renee Reiner
Arie Reinstein
Christopher Renis
Rivkin & Rivkin, LLC
Cindy and Jon Rogen
Cynthia and Andy Rolfe
Alyne and Jim Rolfe
Judy Rolfe
Marya and Tony Rose Foundation
Sherri and Jim Rosen
Ruth Rosen
Kathy and Skip Rosenblatt
Joseph Rosenbloom, III
Lauren Katz and Joel Rubenstein
Patricia Russell
Stephen Sachs
Ellen and Nick Sack
Gail Ifshin and Steven Salky
Erin and Seth Salomon
Mike Samuels
Ruth Sang
Ray Sawyer
Kit and Ray Sawyer
Matthew Scallet
Sue and Jon Scharff
Laury and Lewis Scharff
Marc Schechter
Robert Schiff
David Schiff
Sue Ann Schiff
Adam Schimberg
Shelley Cohn, Bennett and Clay Schmidt
Marily and Spike Schonthal, Jr
Pat and Fred Schonwald, Jr.
Wendy and William Schoppert
Peggy and Bud Schram
Lynn and Max Schrayer
Carol and Jeff Schulman
Monique and Robert Schweich
Jennifer and Irl Scissors
Lee and Mark Scissors
Joanne Grossman and John Seesel
Sara and Joe Shacter
Judy and Allan Sher
Judy Zins and Joseph Shlaferman
Ashley and Mike Sholiton
Jill, David, Ben, and Danny Sickle
Rhonda and Eric Siegel
Richard Siegel
Patti and Irwin Silverman
Natalie and Bob Silverman
Linda and Ron Sklar
Judy and Bill Sloan
Tucker Slosburg
Julie and Rick Smith
Geula and Josh Solomon
Nancy Chasen and Don Spero
Heather Hill and Jon Star
Mindy and Frank Star
Frank Star
Sally and Nardie Stein
Perrin and Ted Stein
Elena Stein
Alexandra Ackerman and David Stern
Mary Elizabeth Calhoon and David Stern
Gloria and Paul Sternberg, Jr.
Amanda Whalen and Jim Stewart
Emily Glasser and Bill Susman
Debra Levis and Emanuel Tabachnik
Tankenoff Families Foundation
The Kemper Family Foundation
Merryl and Jim Tisch
Madge and Tom Treeger
Jeff Trenton
United Health Group (Matching Gift)
Vicki Woolf and Timothy Van Hook
Emily Brosius and Scott Ventrudo
Harriet and Paul Weinberg
Michael Weinberg (II)
Cathy and Craig Weiss
Jason Werner
Nancy Werthan
Suzanne Whiting
Samantha Karrell and David Wieseneck
Deborah and Adam Winick
Wintrust Bank
Michael Woldenberg
Stephen Woldenberg
Joanne and Trip Wolf
Emily Jodock and Jason Yale
Pam and Joe Yohlin
Carol and Michael Yunker
Cory Zigler
Judy and Lon Zimmerman

The Meaning of Paul

by Adam Kaplan

The saying goes, “You only have one chance to make a first impression.” So why Paul Bunyan?

Curious, isn’t it? Camp Nebagamon for Boys, an institution that strives to welcome and nurture generations of young men, offers a first impression consisting of a hulking, 15-foot statue representing the roughest, toughest, most intimidating figure in the history of (fake) lumberjacks.

Keep in mind the emotional state of these boys as they enter through the front gates for the first time. Many of them have never been away from home. They’re somewhat terrified. In that moment of apprehension and uncertainty, they want to be comforted. They want to be assured that they are up to the challenge. Basically, they want their mothers. The last thing they would need is a reminder of how puny, weak, and insignificant they are in comparison to the true giants of the Northwoods.

Indeed, the choice of that massive Paul Bunyan statue as a first impression might seem to be an odd one… to some. But only to those who have never spent time at Nebagamon—or, for that matter, have never taken a really good look at the statue.

Paul, 1940

A close inspection of our iconic gatekeeper reveals that Paul is not nearly as unapproachable, stoic, and daunting as one might think. For example, have you ever looked closely at Paul’s hands? No? Well next time you are at camp, check out the fingernails. Nail polish! PINK nail polish!  Our resident tough guy paints his nails pink? Yep! And what is that popping out of his back pocket? It’s not just your garden variety bandana-style hanky. Nope, not at all. Peeking its head out of Paul’s work pants is an adorable mouse. Paul Bunyan, alpha male of alpha males, cares for a cute, little pet mouse in his back pocket!

Our mischievous staff members’ Nebaga-additions to Paul actually make sense because it’s important to remember how much of the Paul Bunyan legend is enormously whimsical. A giant pet ox? That might be frightening—except for the fact that Babe is a blue ox. That’s just playful, appealing to the kid in all of us. And what about when Paul gets hungry? Well, he has his resident cooks strap giant slabs of bacon to their feet to skate playfully across a cast iron griddle—you know, to grease it for the ginormous pancakes to follow. I mean, come on, that image doesn’t suggest “Lumberjack on Steroids” as much as it shouts “Disney on Ice.”

Paul, 1958

So the Paul Bunyan at the Camp Nebagamon front gate—the first one built in 1937, and the current one having stood there for nearly half a century—was not meant to loom larger than life. It was meant to suggest that we embrace life. It makes us grin. It energizes us. It gets us in the mood for a summer of whimsy and wonder.

In fact, if one really thinks about Paul Bunyan and what he stands for (literally, in our case), it becomes clear that he is a near perfect representation of Nebagamon. Paul is all about effort and perseverance. He represents both reaching personal potential and valuing teamwork. Virtually every Paul Bunyan legend tells the story of a challenging situation being overcome through working hard, working together, and pushing through some tough circumstances. This is the story of virtually all Nebagamon successes as well.

Sometimes an all-true Nebagamon tale tells of an incredibly challenging portage requiring that the entire trip group work together to make it to that next lake. Sometimes it is the story of a camper passing his tripper rank in swimming despite being afraid to swim in a lake, an achievement that may require the combined efforts of staff members and cabinmates, not to mention a deep personal drive to achieve that goal. Sometimes it’s about a homesick little boy who needs to lean on counselors, his camp big brother, village directors, and his peers to help see him through his first few tough days. And sometimes it is the story of making and keeping your best friend in the world through distance, arguments, jealousies, or personal struggles.

All are stories embodied by that 15-foot lumberjack behind the Big House—determination, cooperation, persistence, potential. So no, Nebagamon’s Paul Bunyan was not meant to intimidate, but rather to motivate and to remind us all that the best things in life are earned through hard work and enjoyed through a sense of community.

As I often say, the geniuses who invented this place had it all figured out, including knowing how best to make a great first impression.

4th of July, 2016

The Making of Paul

by Jessie Stein Diamond

When I was six years old, my brother and I each had an enormous white pet rabbit. We never could tell them apart until the day one died. That’s when I figured out the difference.

My “bunny” was the not-dead one.

Bunny’s now immortal presence at camp, a 400-pound white concrete statue by the Little House driveway, reminds me how great it was (and is) to be the youngest child of Nebagamon’s longtime directors, Nardie and Sally, and the youngest grandchild of, Muggs and Janet Lorber, Nebagamon’s founders.

We were a migratory family. As early as possible each spring we would bust loose from school and our winter home in St Louis and drive 13 hours north to Lake Nebagamon. The summer of 1969, when I was six, was among my best ever. That’s when my parents commissioned a replacement for camp’s second wooden Paul Bunyan statue, which had been carved in 1958 and stood outside year-round.

That particular summer began like any other. We arrived as the scent of blooming lilacs wafted across Swamper Hill. Even as a preschooler I loved exploring camp by myself. In late spring, I wandered with a tin water pitcher that I filled with wild asparagus I picked at ‘secret’ patches in camp. I often found enough for Evie Johnson, beloved pre-camp cook, to serve to everyone at the Big House dining table.

Infinite freedom

Before I was old enough to go away to a girl’s camp by myself, every summer felt like infinite freedom. My older siblings, Ted and Jane, had Jay, Polly and Sally Horvath, as contemporaries and partners in mischief (secret clubs and mysterious adventures). Their parents, Betty and John, whose astute insights and infectious belly laugh and cryptic quips, respectively, were a solace to my parents who worked dawn to midnight most days. I found my own fun.

That particular summer, I was the most faithful visitor watching as Anthony Zimmerhakl (Zimmie) and his son Steve built a sturdy new weather-resistant Paul Bunyan statue. Most days I watched Paul Bunyan’s statue take shape, as I petted my warm, nose-twitching bunny’s silky soft fur.

That was as fun for me as walking to town to buy penny candy, as magical as watching dance rehearsals by the Tamburitzans who spent every summer rehearsing folk dances and music for an end-of-season performance at the Lake Nebagamon auditorium (seemingly the height of glamour and romance).  I was mesmerized by the daily routine of our on-site artists: Steve and Zimmie, a La Crosse public schools fine art teacher, as they steadily shaped wet concrete over Paul’s inner wire mesh. A sturdy, handsome statue gradually emerged—rising from the boots, to the knees, to the belt, to the flannel shirt stretching over his broad shoulders, and then up to his bearded face and dapper hat.

On sunny days, I would go to the lake with my babysitter. On the sun-warmed wooden dock in front of Kozy Korner I would ‘cook’ through my treasured Mud Pies and Other Recipes book (piling and dripping wet sand). I found and played with toads, frogs, harmless garter snakes and turtles. On cool days I read much of the Rec Hall library—Jules Verne, Hardy Boys!

Tiny berry tarts

As that summer progressed, I picked buckets full of wild strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, and blackberries and hand them over to camp chef Dwight “Dirk” Dirksen, another of my favorite people, who baked tiny berry tarts just for me. On the second floor of the Big House, I often visited my maternal great-grandmother, Maggie (“Danny”) Rolfe, for a snack from her ‘peanut machine’ (pull the knob for a handful of salty peanuts) and bug juice.

I vaguely remember the dedication ceremony later that summer when Zimmie finished our manly Paul Bunyan statue. My dad wrote and delivered a grand speech about the logging industry for an audience of my nuclear family, grandparents, and great-grandmother plus that summer’s collective universe of campers and staff. Together, we celebrated our new sculpture—a worthy tribute to camp’s former use as a lumber company and the Big House’s storied history as a summer home for the Weyerhaeuser family.

Then, after my great-grandmother and I christened the statue (with water balloons filled with bug juice), Zimmie surprised me with a gift. He and his son had secretly turned Paul’s spare dabs of concrete into a giant bunny statue just for me!

Since then, nearly 50 years have passed. Paul Bunyan steadfastly welcomes all to Camp Nebagamon. Yet the experience of being a child in America has changed, especially for kids with few advantages, in ways that break my heart. What’s left of the body parts of camp’s (second) wooden Paul Bunyan have slowly decomposed and are now mostly rotted in their final resting spot under the Swamper Jop. The wooden heads of camp’s first and second Paul Bunyan are encased, trophy-like, in custom-built glass cabinets in the Herb Hollinger Museum. Even Zimmie’s legacy as a folk artist has been altered by legitimate objections to his stereotyped images of Native peoples in his other sculptures and murals on display elsewhere in Wisconsin.

Ultimate vaccine

Like many who spent their early years at Nebagamon, I received the ultimate ‘vaccine’—a safe and happy childhood plus knowing so many kind, smart, funny, fun, generous adults at Camp Nebagamon who nurtured hundreds, cumulatively thousands, more happy childhoods.

Each of us recalls our own friends, values and capabilities we gained at Nebagamon. These experiences helped us find our footing as adults. For kids who experience poverty or disability, being at camp can be even more life-changing, even therapeutic. As we look toward Nebagamon’s 90th season in 2018, a big “How” to our alumni community for paying forward our own life-changing summers via www.cncharities.org.

I lead the terrific board of the Camp Nebagamon Scholarship Fund (CNSF) as the third generation in my family, following in the footsteps of my parents’ 50+ years, and my grandparents who founded CNSF in 1947. Generous donors to the CNSF helped 240 kids in 2017 attend nonprofit camps with expertise in recreation and therapeutic supports for youth who experience poverty and disability.

Likewise, support for Camperships for Nebagamon (CFN) has diversified and enriched the privately-owned camps Nebagamon and WeHakee since 1995.

So every time I walk by the Paul Bunyan statue, which stands as a symbol of both sturdiness and adventure, I recall my own childhood. But I am also reminded that a summer camp environment is a glorious opportunity for any child. And like the spare concrete that comprises the bunny in front of the Little House, just a little bit extra can have a lasting effect.

The Story of Paul

by Brad Herzog

Here’s something you might not know about the Statue of Liberty: Many historians believe that, while the copper statue represents the Roman goddess Libertas, Lady Liberty’s face may have been modeled after someone familiar to French sculptor Frédéric-Auguste Bartholdi—his mother.

Kind of changes your perspective about it, right? “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses… and clean up your room!”

Camp Nebagamon’s version of the Statue of Liberty, on the other hand, is modeled on a legend, through and through. The man at the entrance to the 77 acres is all myth. But what a myth it is.

Paul Bunyan is a giant of American folklore, both literally and figuratively. He has been the subject of countless articles, poems, stories, songs, and stage productions. In a 1958 Disney animated short musical, Paul Bunyan, the voice of Paul was the same fellow who voiced Kellogg’s Tony the Tiger. The film received an Oscar nomination for Best Animated Short.

Paul’s likeness rises above dozens of American places—from Bemidji (Minnesota) to Bangor (Maine), from Old Forge (New York) to Eau Claire (Wisconsin), from Manistique (Michigan) and Muncie (Indiana) to the Mall of America. There’s an annual Paul Bunyan Mountain and Blues Festival in Westwood, California. And during Paul Bunyan Days in Maries, Idaho, people flock to the Blue Ox, billed as the “Biggest Topless Bar in Idaho.” That’s because it has no roof.

So many places claim Paul as their own that his origins are rather murky. On November 6, 2006, the state of Michigan designated the town of Oscoda as the “Official Home of Paul Bunyan” because the Oscoda Press published the first Bunyan story exactly a century earlier. But the myth of Paul likely stems from the oral traditions of North American loggers—fragmented, hyperbolic stories told in bunkhouses. And, in fact, the earliest recorded written reference to Paul Bunyan is said to be an uncredited 1904 editorial in… the Duluth News Tribune.

There is an upper Midwestern focus to much of Paul’s tale. Indeed, when a member of the Wisconsin Historical Society named Michael Edmonds wrote a definitive summary of the larger-than-life lumberjack, he called his book Out of the Northwoods: The Many Lives of Paul Bunyan. Edmonds concluded that Paul’s stories originated from woodsmen in Wisconsin lumber camps at the turn of the 20th century. Which begs a titillating question: Were some of those early tales told in Lake Nebagamon?

But accounts of Paul range from coast to coast. Some stories have him born in Maine, a child so large that five large birds had to carry him to his parents, so thirsty that it took ten cows to supply milk for him, so hungry that it took 50 eggs a day to feed him. He was a future lumberjack with the eating habits of the Lumberjack Village.

Paul was so strong that he could clear enormous wooded areas with one swing of his massive axe. He was so fast that he could turn off a light and jump into bed before the room got dark. Yes, Paul Bunyan tales are constructed of exaggeration layered on top of embellishment.

There is a Logger Lover-ish aspect to much of the Bunyan myth—in the form of winters beyond belief. Babe the Blue Ox? His distinctive hue came from a “winter of blue snow,” an entire season of bright blue snowflakes that permanently changed his color. And that same year, so the story goes, ol’ Paul marched through a storm in search of firewood. But he dragged his heavy axe behind him, accidentally carving out a canyon. The Grand Canyon, in fact.

Yes, if there is an American wonder, there is generally a Paul Bunyan myth behind it. The Great Lakes? Those were watering holes he created for Babe. Minnesota’s 10,000 lakes? Merely Paul’s and Babe’s footprints. New York’s Finger Lakes? Paul tripped and used his hand to break his fall. Oregon’s Mount Hood? One day, Paul tried to smother a campfire with rocks. The Missouri River? Formed from Paul’s tears after Babe went to that pasture in the sky.

So is the Paul Bunyan story folklore? Or is it, as some historians contend, “fakelore”—a literary invention passed off as an older folktale. Most of the modern stories of Paul, they say, are composed of elements that don’t stem from the original folk tales. Or are the origins something else entirely? A few authors have suggested that there may be a connection between Paul Bunyan’s exploits and those of a powerful French-Canadian lumberjack who worked in Northern Michigan and Wisconsin in the decade following the Civil War, a fellow by the name of Fabian “Joe” Fournier. The man apparently met his demise in a drunken brawl at the hands of a stonemason named Blinky—I’m not making this up—in 1875.

But that name… Fournier… Fournier… Fornear? Could it be that longtime Nebagamon associate director Adam Fornear (below, dressed as the Bull of the Woods on Paul Bunyan Day, 2008) is actually related to the Paul Bunyan?

That would be legendary.