by Adam Kaplan

As a part of our annual camp reunion trip to New York City, one of my favorite things to do is to visit the Statue of Liberty. I find it immensely inspiring to view Lady Liberty and to imagine the experience that millions of immigrants had as they arrived in America to begin their lives anew. As they approached New York harbor, I am sure that many of them found the magnitude of the cityscape to be incredibly intimidating. Would they be able to succeed in this huge city? In this massive country? And then, as the boat moved into the harbor, I suspect their fears were greatly diminished as they gazed upon the welcoming face of Lady Liberty.

Surely, a great many would-be Americans were comforted to know that, although there would obviously be challenges ahead, America welcomed them, wanted to help them, and hoped to make them a part of their society. So naturally, every time I glimpse the Statue of Liberty and imagine the scene above, my thoughts turn to camp. Of course, the list of things that make my thoughts turn to camp is pretty much endless, but…

These troubled times, in particular, lead me to consider the similarities between an immigrant arriving on America’s shores and a new camper arriving at Nebagamon’s entrance. Towering Lady Liberty—not to mention the Manhattan skyline—must have made the immigrants feel insignificant… yet at the same time important. Likewise, when a first-time camper encounters 18-foot-tall Paul Bunyan staring down at him, he likely feels somewhat small… and yet he probably senses that he’s about to embark on a larger-than-life adventure.

Perhaps immigrants at Ellis Island were familiar with the poetic words engraved on a bronze plaque at the base of the statue since 1903: “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free…” And certainly, new campers can’t miss the sign on the other side of the Big House, the one announcing nearly 30 different languages—in French, Hebrew, Danish, Spanish, Swahili, Afrikaans, Vietnamese, Portuguese and so many others—that This Shall Be A Place Of Welcome For All.

So, despite the intimidating nature of that colossal and fake lumberjack at our entrance, I believe that this sign (the brainchild of Nardie Stein several decades ago) communicates what Lady Liberty’s poem—“The New Colossus”—hoped to convey: There will be challenges ahead, but Nebagamon welcomes them, wants to help them, and hopes to make them part of our family.

Of course, those words outside of the Big House are absolutely meaningless unless we embrace that ideal. Our beautiful and inspiring sign is only truly inspiring if it actually represents who we are at Nebagamon. Every summer it is up to all of us who live on those 77 acres to dedicate ourselves to those words, to make sure that This Shall Be A Place Of Welcome For All applies to every soul that comes through those gates.

As any Nebagamon alumnus knows, this doesn’t happen without a great deal of conscious effort and commitment to this ideal. It would be easy for those of us that have been around camp for a few years to reject the newcomers. We loved camp last summer, and the summer before, and the summer before that….we like it how it IS. Will there mere presence of new arrivals make things different—perhaps even worse? But of course, we all know that This Shall Be A Place Of Welcome For All always makes Nebagamon better, year after year, which is why it is an ideal that we cherish.

Everything old was once new. Most every beloved activity and every iconic tradition at camp was once a novel idea. Paul Bunyan himself—and A.K. Agikamik, actually—didn’t make an appearance until 1937. The village system started in 1940. Chef’s Cap debuted in 1947. The Annex was built in 1954. The “Hits Brothers” debuted in 1972. The Throck mural didn’t arrive until 1973.

So on many occasions, we have embraced the new, and it has become part of the fabric of Nebagamon. And this is especially true regarding the new members of the Nebagamon family. Camp grows and improves by working hard to make sure that everyone who enters feels a part of our family and feels valued. Our camp family is made better by keeping our circle of friends broad and by welcoming new friends into that circle—friends who may look or speak or think differently. This diversity and inclusivity broadens our pool of skills and ideas, making us more forward thinking, more understanding, simply better.

So, each summer, it is our sacred responsibility at camp to make sure that each individual feels acknowledged, respected, cared for, and fully aware that, indeed, This Shall Be A Place Of Welcome For All.

 

Former campers and counselors from foreign lands recall their camp welcome

Pierre Beretz (France, 71-73):

For a French kid in the 70s, Nebagamon was on the other side of the world. Even my English teacher could not pronounce “Wisconsin” correctly, and I was one of the lousiest pupils in the English class.

When I arrived at Camp, I remember that new campers were invited for a welcome meeting at the Big House. Nardie said we could come in according to the distance we had traveled from our home. I think some guys from Florida or Mexico stood up and wanted to be first, and I did not move because I did not really understand what was going on. Nardie had to say, “No, we have a camper from France!” The kid next to me asked me, “What state is France in?” It took me some time to consider what was new because it was in the USA, or what was new because it was in Camp Nebagamon. What songs were in English (that I did not understand)? And what songs where in Danish (that no one could understand)?

I completely lost contact with the camp family after my last year as a Lumberjack, as there was no email, and writing letters was probably not so usual for cabinmates. But I kept a strong remembrance of those fabulous weeks, where everything was different, where you could dress as you wanted, where you could drink the lake water during the canoeing trips.

I was now the best in my English course, and my life was changed by what I learned and shared with people so different from me. I was now so wise about things that did not even exist for my friends, more opened to the outside than before, and it sure helped me in many ways. Thirty years later, I could send my two kids to Nebagamon, and now we share memories—not only of the great moments of stress for the first few days, but also the rec hall songs, the campfires when tripping, and the sunsets at the Point. Their mother is sometimes jealous of this closeness we have, but she knows this great experience is an asset for their future life, and that they will keep the fires burning.

Mikael Qvist Rorsted (Denmark, 78-82)

I first attended camp in 1978. I was 13 years old and had just finished 7^th grade in Denmark. My cabin was Axeman 6, a great bunch of guys who knew each from years together at camp. Among them were Ed Pines, Andy Rifkin, Stu Cowles, and John Kleeman, who went on to become a longtime friend. Our JC was Steve Frank, and our SC was John Zuraw. I couldn´t have asked for a better group of people to introduce me to Nebagamon life.

It was not without challenges, however. My father Bendt and my two older brothers Jesper and Kasper had all been to camp and loved it. So I had only ever heard the good side of the story. The bad side? Well, the language! Remember, this was 1978—no Internet, no MTV, no U.S. television. The only place in Denmark where I could learn the English language was in the classroom, and I very quickly realized that maybe I should have paid a little more attention! I understood almost nothing of what was going on during that first week. I pretty much just followed the pack and hoped for the best! I remember coming out of the Rec Hall and not really understanding what everybody was signing up for or why. So, when my cabinmates all went to projects, I just walked around for a bit and went back to the cabin wondering where everybody had gone.

Of course, this didn´t work out. So I contacted my brother Kasper and told him I was unhappy and I wanted to go home! I was told in no uncertain terms that this was not a possibility. And thank goodness for that. Kasper, my counselors, and my fellow campers all did what they could to make me feel at home and welcome—even organizing a soccer game (pretty unheard of in ´78) against A-4 to give me a chance to shine. Remember, everything I was good at back in Denmark—which was mostly (European) sports—was more or less unheard of in the U.S. And vice-versa. I had never known about baseball or American football.

All of this was about to change. John Zuraw took it upon himself to teach me the wonders of baseball (I am forever grateful to him for that), and later that summer, I played in the Axeman-Lumberjack game and hit a single. Not bad for a Danish rookie. John even mail-ordered me a New York Yankees cap, which I proudly wore when I returned to Denmark—a changed person, having experienced the best summer of my life.

James Atkinson (Australia, 08-11)

I arrived at Camp Nebagamon for the first time anxious about what I had gotten myself into. Travelling halfway around the world to look after strangers kids for two months, in this small town in Wisconsin, where I didn’t know anyone. However I was welcomed with open arms and soon found myself a part of the camp family. Camp Nebagamon brings such a fascinating mix of people together, from different backgrounds, cultures, countries, religions and it works. I have been lucky enough to travel to many places around the world but nowhere else have I felt so included and made so many strong relationships with people, then those I made at camp. I loved it so much I returned for four straight summers and found whenever I travel around the U.S., and even the world, there is someone from the camp family offering to let me crash on their couch, or borrow their car or ride around on motorbikes in Thailand with! Since my time at camp I have been lucky enough to host a number of camp alum in Australia. It’s my opportunity to show my gratitude and thank Camp Nebagamon for allowing me into the family.

I have a permanent reminder of Camp tattooed on my wrist. KTFB. It’s a daily reminder of the friendships, the adventures, the laughs and the lifelong friends I have made, all because Camp Nebagamon welcomed me into family, and for which I will be forever grateful.

Euan Kerr (Scotland, 78-84)

The first member of the Camp Nebagamon staff whom I met was Ted Stein. It was in the parking lot of the Twin Gables Motel in Poplar, Wisconsin. I wasn’t in the greatest shape, having just completed a trip from Edinburgh, Scotland, that had taken the best part of three days and involved trains, two planes, a very strange night in the Chicago YMCA, and then an all night bus trip which dropped me off in this parking lot around 6 a.m. I called camp as instructed and was told someone would pick me up, but I should grab a cup of coffee at the motel in the meantime.

I walked in and I swear the place was not only full of people, but it went silent as I came through the door. I sat at the counter, and as the conversation resumed the waitress asked me where I was headed. “Camp Neba-gammon” I replied. “They say ‘neh-BAG-amon’ round here” she said, leaving me with my coffee. I slurped it down and headed back to the parking lot after paying. Eventually, a huge station wagon bounced into the lot, and a guy with a big smile got out. However, when he spoke my heart sank. This guys voice was so deep it came out of his toenails. My first thought was: If everyone at this camp is like this, I’m in trouble.

But I quickly realized Ted was a great guy who shared similar musical tastes to my own. When I arrived, I met Sally and Nardie, as well as some of the office staff, and I learned the rest of the camp staff would arrive in a couple of days. I was stunned by the beauty of CN itself and delighted by Paul Bunyan and all of the Herb Hollinger whirligigs. I got to see many of them during a personal tour of camp led by Frank Q Sachs and his friend Stanton Q Strauss (man, these Americans had fancy names.)  They filled me in on  wealth of information about Nebagamon, and a whole lot of lore. They clearly both loved the place, and delighted in showing it off.

I wrote a letter home that night, telling my family I thought I had really fallen on my feet. Little did I know…

Lars Kolind (Denmark, 67-70)

I came to Camp Nebagamon in 1967 as an orienteering counsellor aged 20. My English was less than impressive, but after eight weeks of hiking with different groups of Nebagamon campers, I started to even dream in English.

My four summers at Nebagamon taught me how great America can be. The natural beauty at Isle Royale, Porcupine Mountains, and the Boundary Waters area was stunning. The people I met at camp showed me how generous and welcoming America can be. I felt it was all of us first, not just America First. As a foreigner, I immediately felt part of the family, and everyone was interested to learn from our differences. I got to love and to respect America, and this passion has proved much stronger than attitudes towards changing political regimes.

The words “This shall be a place of welcome for all” meant something very concrete for me. Camp Nebagamon has huge social impact on all of us. I came to camp though friends who were Scout leaders just like me. I continued as a voluntary Scout leader after my Nebagamon years, practicing the openness and friendliness that I had become accustomed to at camp. Today I am the Chairman-elect of the World Scout Foundation. The fires indeed kept burning. And one day, I shall return to Nebagamon.

Neils Jorgensen (Denmark, 58, 60-64)

I remember that when I was first approached by Bendt Rorsted I was not interested, because I had just spent two years at a college in California, and wanted to see the Soviet Union. But Bendt said, ‘I promise you that when you have tried Camp Nebagamon once, you will want to go back.’ He was right. I came for six years. It was the time of Muggs Lorber, and his welcome was overwhelming. He immediately sent me to the “Yacket Man” in Superior, so I could be looking like a real lumberjack.

Having just spent two years in California, the U.S. was quite familiar to me, so I liked the “we can do it ” attitude. If you had a good idea, and if it was safe, money was not a problem. That’s why Muggs approved that I take a group of the best hikers on a trip due north of camp until we reached Lake Superior, where we were picked up by a Camp Nebagamon transport.

Ricardo Phillips (Mexico, 76, 78, 80, 84, 86)

I remember my trip to camp was a trip in itself. I had been to camps before, but they were all close to big cities and for short periods of time. After two long flights, a stayover in Mineapolis with a counselor whom I just met, and a long drive to Nebagamon, it really felt far away from home and from most of what I was used to. This was the wilderness for me (and to think we were a couple of blocks away from a DQ). We dont get woods like Nebagamon in Mexico.

My brother and I were the first Mexicans to ever arrive at camp. In the beginning, few of my fellow campers even knew what Mexico was like, and I did not really understand where they came from either. We changed that and brought a bit of Mexico into my cabin—the usuall stuff like spicy food (yes, I had actually smuggled spicy Mexican candy into Nebagamon). By the end of summer, camp felt so much closer to home.

Nebagamon was not my first camp, but it turned out to be my last. I came back as a camper for three years and as a counselor for two. My son and my nephews came back to camp. I guess my son has a plaque in the rec hall as a second generation camper, and I hope he does the same with his kids some day.

Three years ago, just before flying to Chicago, I had a beer with Matt Steenrod, a good friend form Colorado. To my surprise, after letting him know I was flying to pick my son up at a camp in Wisconsin, I discovered he had also come to Nebagamon as a trip counselor. Soon after, my son and I flew to San Diego to meet the rest of the family, and while looking at seals in La Jolla I casually met somebody. Our conversation took us to my son,to camp and—again to my surprise—we were actually talking to 1940s camper Lawrence (Punky) Chapman. We continue to mail and talk about our years as campers, our trips, and those funny songs Nardie and Sally would have us sing every meal. Camp is no longer that far away or distant. It remains in many of us.

Liam Clements (United Kingdom, 09-11)

I do remember my first evening at camp—during staff training. Most of the guys were former campers and first year JCs, so they were all happy to be back at camp. They were looking at moving to an empty cabin so they can all stay together like when they were campers. Luca Bacci (Highland Park, IL) made the point of staying in the cabin with me because I didn’t really know anyone. We wound up chatting most of the night about where we came from and the cultural differences. It was just a simple thing to do, but it was a nice gesture that made me feel welcome.

One of the initial challenges of camp was the language—the different words we use for certain things. It wasn’t really a concern with the staff, but seeing as I was looking after the youngest kids in camp, they sometimes didn’t understand what I was on about. At the same time they did find some of my pronunciations funny, which I think helped with them relaxing around me early on. Also, in England we use the word “damn” in the same way Americans use “darn.” We don’t see it as a cuss word, but early on my Swampers starting telling me I cussed when I wasn’t even aware of it.

One of the biggest differences I found at camp was the singing around the campfire and in the rec hall. At home it is seen as a stereotypical thing that is done at American camps and is kind of seen as a bit cheesy. As soon as you get to camp, though, and join in with all the songs and camp traditions, it is something that you buy into and is what makes up part of Nebagamon’s magic. When you get home from camp, these experiences of camp are the hardest part to explain to people that have never been involved with an American summer camp.

Jamie Lau (United Kingdom, 10-13)

During my first summer at camp, I was 20 years old, traveling for the first time to the U.S. from the UK, not knowing a single person, and being the only new international staff that summer. Needless to say my first night’s sleep in Swamper 2 wasn’t the most settled. Everything was different: the type of food, the taste of the water, the smell of the trees, even the language (both Americanisms and Nebaganisms). But the most defining and memorable experiences I have at camp are that the people are different.

More importantly, the ethos of the community is different; people trust one another implicitly. If you ask for help, you’ll get multiple offers. You don’t have to shout to be heard. And every cog is just as valued in this well-oiled machine. Nothing shows this more than the council fire tradition, and for me, that is where I truly understood the gravity of the phrase “This Shall Be A Place of Welcome For All.” This idea of openness, and sharing, and acceptance resonates so strongly in everything I do to this day.

I’ve been asked multiple times before, “How did you ‘get’ camp so quickly having never been a camper?” My response is simple: Camp gave it to me.

Jakob Middelboe Ronnow (Larsen) (Demark, 67-70, 72-76)

It was the year 1968. Yes, THAT year! I was a Swamper counselor from Denmark. It was an election year. Now, in Denmark we all are what you would call “liberal.” It is a many hundred years’ tradition that we shall share each others’ burdens. It has worked pretty well in all the Scandinavian countries so far. Therefore it goes without saying that I was all for the democratic candidate nomination of Senator Eugene McCarthy. “Clean Gene”—our man!

At camp we had the Mock Political Convention, and I think you could say I went all in—maybe a trifle too keenly—for the senator. It was totally impossible for me that anyone could have other conceptions of a perfect presidential candidate than the senator from Minnesota. But at the Camp Convention there were plenty of other opinions—many for Hubert Humphrey, even some for Richard Nixon. And decent boys and counselors with fairly reasonable arguments were supporting them. I believe it was the most heated convention at camp for many years, mirroring the very tumultuous events that took place in Chicago and the real USA in the months afterwards.

But what if all of the campers and counselors agreed on everything and had the same political view as me? Would you call it idyllic scenery? No! DULL scenery! Much too often we seem to forget that life is so wonderful because we are NOT alike, because we do NOT have the same opinions, same looks, tastes, preferences. The differences make our lives richer—on one condition though. On the condition that we invest time to listen to each other, give room for each other, try to be open and learn from each other, in spite of races, creeds, nations. Important as never before.

That is exactly the attitude I met at Nebagamon. That it was a place of welcome for ALL. Also for those who preferred Nixon in 68! Also for the over eager counselor from Denmark. What a place! Keep it that way! It makes lives richer.

 

 

 

by Allen Bennett

Friends and acquaintances often ask me why I travel to Denmark so often and what sparked my interest in that specific Scandinavian country. My answer goes back about six decades.

When I arrived at Camp Nebagamon for my first summer in 1957, there had already been a Danish presence there for five years. Fortunately for me, three of those Danes were still on staff my first summer, so I got to meet and know the pioneering Dane himself, Bendt Rorsted, as well as Niels Jorgensen and Fred Andreasen. They, of course, were followed by many more Danes, some of their names sounding so similar to our unworldly ears that we sometimes got confused. Was it Bendt Nielsen, Niels Bentsen, Jorgen Nielsen, Niels Jorgensen or some other mystical combination? Fortunately we eventually had some Jensens, Mikkelsens, Bojlunds, etc., to help us realize that there were actually other Danish names as well. (To confuse me more, there is a tradition in Denmark of tripartite names and surname changes—often in an attempt to have father, mother and children all share the same last name).

All of the Danes were enthusiastic, friendly, and—perhaps most importantly—very knowledgeable about a “sport” that was completely new to me and, from what I understand, new to American camping when Bendt Rorsted brought it to Nebagamon in 1952. Orienteering became a popular project, combining the technicality of map-and-compass skills with the physicality of hiking. What’s not to like?

When we were campers, it seemed that if you wanted to go to a project where the counselors never had a bad day, where even getting lost could be great fun, and where you could learn something new at every visit (including singing Danish songs or learning a skill that they didn’t even teach at CNOC), then you headed over to the O-tent for an interesting and educational experience.

As much as I liked orienteering, and as great as the Danes were and are, my own interest turned to sailing (water) rather than orienteering (land). Over time I passed all the ranks and eventually headed up the project as a staff member. As far as I know, over the years up to then, all the Danes who had worked at Nebagamon worked in the orienteering project—except for one. And that one, Jakob Ronnow Larsen (he now goes by Jakob Middelboe Ronnow), asked to work in the sailing project instead. With Nardie and Sally’s permission, Jakob joined the sailing staff and, within a matter of hours, Jakob and I began a friendship that has endured for almost 50 years so far.

And so it was that when I started an around-the world solo trip nearly four decades ago, Jakob suggested that I use Denmark in general—and his family’s home in particular—as my base of travel for Europe. I quickly and happily accepted the generous invitation and, when I headed to Europe in late December 1970, it was at their home that I dropped anchor. Once I was there, I had the pleasure of reconnecting with lots of the Danes I had met over the years, but this time on their turf. To a person, they could not have been more welcoming and gracious. It didn’t take long for Jakob’s brothers and sister to “adopt” me as their fifth sibling and for their children to call me their American uncle.

These ambassadors from Denmark brought with them a cultural tradition that is grounded in hundreds of years of history that predates the discovery and founding of America. They were never openly smug about that, but you could tell from our conversations that they were amused at how we would call something “old” that had only been around for a hundred years. And those many kinds of pastries that we Americans simply call a “Danish?” In Denmark, they identify a pastry by the item’s country of origin— a Vienna bread or a French snail or a Belgian torte. So in many ways, I learned a little about Danish humility and perspective.

We also used to laugh about Disneyland’s calling itself the happiest place on Earth and Denmark’s claim to the same title. What I learned from these guys was that they were happy because, among other things, Danes pay very high taxes so that everyone has good medical coverage from before birth through death, everyone’s education is tuition-free for as long as you want to go to school, and even though the cost of living is high, you know where your tax money goes and what it pays for. Compared to us in America, they have far fewer anxieties about some very important things.

Often, some of the Danes would visit camp families around the country before heading back home after the camp season, and they would talk emphatically about the sights, sounds, smells, and sheer size of America. We come from a gigantic country with hundreds of millions of citizens; they come from a comparatively tiny place made up of hundreds of islands—and fewer than six million Danes. They would also marvel at how welcoming, gracious, and generous everyone was. So it wasn’t the least bit surprising that when any of us came to Denmark, they would extend over-the-top hospitality. It wasn’t only because they had received such a warm welcome in American Nebagamon homes, but also because it is simply the Danish way.

Our Danish staff members were, for many of us in those early days, the first “foreigners” any of us had ever met. That alone was exciting. Although the welcome sign in front of the Big House now welcomes you in nearly 30 languages representing campers and staff from other countries, in the early days it seemed rather obvious that camp was “a place of welcome for all”—and not even necessary to mention. But in these days of fear, anxiety, and xenophobia, it’s great to know that one of the first of those signs was placed there because some pretty fabulous Danish counselors spent their summers with us. They introduced us to how enlightening it was (and still is) to meet people from other places, other cultures, other backgrounds. And we could share quality time together in a place that many people also describe as the happiest place on Earth—Camp Nebagamon!

P.S. Jakob and his wife and three sons will be at family camp this year. Woo-hoo!

 

Nardie Stein writes, “Losing Sabah Al Jadooa and Bendt Rorsted within weeks of each other leaves a real gap in our lives. Sally has written about Sabah, and many contemporary alumni remember and had recent contact with him. But Bendt also was so important, even seminal, in camp’s history as the founder of the orienteering program (see Alan Bennett’s article). Bendt and his wife Judith were close personal friends of ours, and we will miss them greatly. They hosted our Scandia groups and also hosted us on our three trips to Denmark.

Lene Rorsted, wife of Bendt’s son Kasper, mother of former camper Max and future camper Sebastian, recently wrote the following to Sally and me: ‘It was so sad to lose Bendt. He was indeed a remarkable person who has been a fantastic inspiration for us all. I am sure that you know it, but I still want to say to you and Sally that after Judith, his boys and family there was nothing that meant so much for Bendt in his life as America, Camp Nebagamon and all the time and experiences that you have shared together. Returning to something joyful (knowing Bendt would want us to do that), our youngest son, Sebastian, is 9 years old and we are looking forward for him to step in the footsteps in Camp Nebagamon of his Grand Pa, his Father, his uncles, and his older brother.’

Indeed, the loss of Bendt and Sabah this year has been a big blow.

To quote a Muggs Lorber saying: “We will always feel the presence of their absence.”

After expressing thanks for condolences about his father, Mikael Qvist Rorsted (Denmark, 78-82) offered a summary of his career in the music business: “I never really considered making a living out of being a concert promoter. Like many others in the business, I started organizing shows in high school—but that was just for fun. As for my formal education, I studied architecture and practiced for three years. Then, out of nowhere, I was offered the technical director position and the challenge of designing the new concert hall in Randers, Denmark. The managing director left his position just as we were about to re-open—and, suddenly, I was the youngest concert hall director in Denmark. Now I am one of the oldest!! I am happily married to Karen, who is also in the music business. And we have our daughter Laura (24), who studies architecture and makes a modest student living as a D-J. So, there again—music and architecture!

One of the perks of being a concert hall director is that you get to meet a lot of very interesting people. The high points include negotiating the Bolshoi Ballet’s first-ever tour in Denmark and presenting many of the rock acts and pop music artists I grew up listening to. People like Willie Nelson, Aerosmith, Paul Simon, Van Morrison, Brian Wilson and Elvis Costello, among others. The best and most rewarding experience I have ever had was with the incredible maestro Daniel Barenboim. We did a concert celebration of Chopin in 2010, with Barenboim at the piano.

Barenboim is a keen soccer enthusiast, and our stage crew promised to keep him informed of the score in a World Cup game that was going on DURING the concert. He even managed to pass on information about the score to his orchestra using hand signals. Every major reviewer was in the hall, and all eyes were on Barenboim—and he was passing on soccer results, with no one noticing! The rest of the night, and way into the early morning, was spent drinking Danish Aquavit alone with Daniel Barenboim, listening to tales of his amazing life and upbringing in Buenos Aires and Israel. On a night like that, there is no business I would rather be in.”

Roger Goldman (St. Louis 52-56, 60-61, 63) wrote in with a memory of Sabah Al Jadooa: “I remember so clearly a lunch at a Lebanese restaurant in University City, Missouri, with Sabah, Shayma, a local photographer, and a friend of mine. As we were walking from our house to the restaurant, the friend whispered to me:  ‘Don’t mention to Sabah that I married a Christian, as he won’t talk to me.’ I responded: ‘You don’t know Sabah’ and then proceeded to tell her how my father asked Sabah (at the initial interview about becoming a ‘companion’ to the three Goldman brothers) whether he would have any problem coming to live with us, since we were a Jewish family. ‘We are all brothers, Dr. Goldman’, and he was hired on the spot.”

Bob Lenobel (St. Louis/Cincinnati 60-64) wrote to thank Nardie and Sally Stein for sending Nebagamon photos in response to a donation to the Camp Nebagamon Scholarship Fund: “I save the photos, which always bring back such wonderful memories of my days as a camper in the 60’s and later on of the five Family Camps Andy, Scott, Cissy and I attended in the 80’s. Cissy and I have been contributing to the CN Scholarship Fund and Camperships for Nebagamon for many years. I truly am fortunate to have had the wonderful opportunity of attending Nebagamon as a camper. Being a camper at CN truly is one of the highlights of my life. The world would be a much better place if more people followed the values taught at Camp Nebagamon, such as treating each other more respectfully and being more accepting of differences among people.”

Julie Milsten Halpern (Tulsa/Boulder, CO 80-82) offered this story about Nebagamon’s role as musical muse: “Ben Manis (Chicago/Houston 05-08) and Josh Halpern (Dayton/Philadelphia 05-08) first met at Nebagamon as Loggers in 2005 and – with a shared passion for music – made their GTC debut playing cello duets in 2008. Fast forward nine years, and these longtime best friends shared the stage once again in March, this time at Rice University in Houston with Ben conducting the Shepherd School Symphony Orchestra and Josh as featured soloist performing the Dvořák Cello Concerto in B Minor. Currently, both are pursuing graduate degrees in preparation for careers as professional musicians – Ben is studying conducting at Rice, and Josh is studying cello performance at the Curtis Institute of Music in Philadelphia. These two definitely know how to KTFB!”

Keep us posted! You can send life updates to Joe Briggs in the Camp Nebagamon office ([email protected]) or directly to Keylog editor Brad Herzog ([email protected]).

 

1940-1960s

Pat Harr (Maryville, MO/Shell Knob, MO) practices sports medicine and is team doctor at Northwest Missouri State University, where he also serves as chairman of the university’s Board of Regents… Rick Abeles (Chicago/Santa Fe, NM) is president of the Santa Fe Community College Foundation in New Mexico. He also founded the Santa Fe Children’s Museum… Jack Ablin (Chicago) is the chief investment officer at BMO Wealth Management… Bob Lenobel (St. Louis/Cincinnati) is in his 37th year of practicing radiology with Professional Radiology, Inc. in Cincinnati… After a career on the faculty of music at the University of Mississippi, Ray Liebau (Melbourne, FL/Malvern, AR) attended a reunion of the “Oxford Singers,” who sang his compositions and honored him for contributions to the group’s success… Doug Hertz (Atlanta) is president and CEO of United Distributors, Inc., a beverage distribution business, and has been named chairman of the Board of Tulane University. He also is the founder of Camp Twin Lakes, a facility for chronically ill and special needs children that serves nearly 9,000 kids and adults annually.

1970s-1980s

Ed Felsenthal (Memphis/New Jersey) is the Digital Director of Time Inc.’s News and Lifestyle groups. In this role, he leads digital content and growth across a more than a dozen brands, including Time, Money, Health, Southern Living, Travel & Leisure and Food & Wine. He is also the Editor of Time Digital and was co-founder of The Daily Beast… Jay Sternberg (Baton Rouge, LA/Washington, D.C.) is the Senior Director of Marketing and Brand Operation at Homefront, a veterans advocacy group… Alan Halpern (Tulsa/Boulder, CO) is the new executive director at Congregation Har HaShem in Boulder, Colorado, while his wife Julie Milsten Halpern (Tulsa/Boulder) has started work as manager of internal communications for the Surgical Innovations Team at Medtronic in Boulder… Jon Desenberg (Detroit/Washington, D.C.) works for mitre.org, a federally funded research outfit that studies cyber security… Peter Orner (Chicago/San Francisco) is the author of Am I Alone Here? A memoir which was recently selected as a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award… Dan Gingiss (Chicago) has written a book called Winning at Social Customer Care: How Top Brands Create Engaging Experiences on Social Media… The latest picture book from Brad Herzog (Chicago/Pacific Grove, CA) is Murphy’s Ticket: The Goofy Beginning and Glorious End of the Chicago Cubs Billy Goat Curse… Jim Feldman (Glencoe, IL/Madison, WI) is the Director of Environmental Studies at the University of Wisconsin…

Mark Rosenblum (Omaha/Twin Cities) is a captain in the Golden Valley (Minnesota) Fire Department, president of the Minnesota State Fire Department Association, and a Cobra Benefits Business Analyst at Willis Towers Watson… Tom Arenberg (Birmingham, AL) teaches journalism at the universities of Alabama and Alabama-Birmingham… Dan Kopman (St. Louis) is the new CEO of Heavy Seas Beer in Baltimore… Jamie Davis (Glencoe, IL/Bryn Mawr, PA) is CEO of USA Volleyball, overseeing the development of branding, marketing, ecommerce and sponsorship opportunities to support the junior, high performance and national team programs, as well as the 40 Regional Volleyball Associations.

 

 

1990s-2000s

Daniel Blumberg (Highland Park, IL/Madison, WI) participated in the national championships as a member of the University of Wisconsin cycling team… Emily Jodock (Northwood, ND/Denver) is the office manager for the Colorado Lawyers Committee in Denver, CO. She recently married Jason Yale (Omaha, Denver)… Jamie Lau (Bedfordshire, U.K.) is head coach at a private gym in London, helping people with their health and fitness goals… As Student Services Coordinator in the Frankel Center for Judaic Studies at the University of Michigan, Michael Goldberg (Bloomfield Hills, MI/Ann Arbor, MI) manages the undergraduate and graduate curriculum of the program, including undergraduate academic advising, recruitment of students within the university and around the U.S., development of internships and study abroad opportunities, and alumni relations… James Bleshman (Brooklyn) teaches at the Brooklyn International High School… Rick Spero (Washington, D.C.) earned his PhD in biophysics and is now founding a biophysics company… Dale Glasspiegel (Connecticut/Washington, D.C.) teaches pre-calculus at Wilson High School in Washington D.C… Tristan McCormick (Minneapolis/New York City) works for Newsela.com, a news and literacy startup described as “the best way for students to master nonfiction in any subject.”… Scott Lenobel (Cincinnati/Columbus) is an assistant professor and a musculoskeletal radiologist at The Ohio State University School of Medicine in Columbus.

 

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

Bill Collinger (St. Louis 39-45)

Julian Edison (St. Louis 39-46)

John Field (St. Paul/San Francisco 40-43)

Joe Mendelsohn (Cincinnati 43-46)

Donnie Goldblum (St. Louis 45-55)

Richard Harris (St. Paul, MN/Naples/FL 46-53)

Dick Meyerhardt (St. Louis 46-57)

Chuck Long (Atlanta/Richmond, VA 49-61)

Sabah Al-Jadooa (Baghdad-Amman, Jordan 51-54)

Bendt Rorsted (Viborg, Demark 52-55, 57)

Jim Drey (St. Louis/Akron 59-66)

Bill Arndt (St. Louis 66-67)

John Saltzstein (Milwaukee/Los Angeles, 69-74, 76-79)

 

Our Productive Alumni:

Evy and David Freed (Chicago/Los Angeles 82-85) – Everly

Deborah and Doug Gordon (Glencoe, IL/Washington, D.C. 91-93, 95-98) – Ethan

Erin and Scott Lenobel (Cincinnati/Columbus, OH 91-96, 98-99) – Henry

Dana Lenobel and Andy Lenobel (Cincinnati/Cleveland 94-97) – Harrison

Jackelyn and Zach Silverman (Bellaire, TX 95-00) – Gavin

The Camp Nebagamon Charities website www.cncharities.org is dedicated to both the Camp Nebagamon Scholarship Fund (CNSF) and Camperships For Nebagamon (CFN). Learn about different donation options, read about each charity, and more.

Introducing CNSF’s New Logo

A big “HOW!” to Dana (Gustafson) Regan for designing the Camp Nebagamon Scholarship Fund’s new logo. Dana, a professional children’s book illustrator and former Nebagamon Art Shop director (in the 1980s), donated her design services. CNSF’s new logo (in Nebagamon blue and gold) evokes a North Woods vibe with a whiff of how camp changes kids’ lives for the better. If you think the tent looks like a book, you’re right! We hope CNSF’s impact on kids who experience poverty and disability comes through loud and clear: fun, friendship, freedom, nature, adventure, learning and forward momentum in life.

Recent Donors to the Camp Nebagamon Scholarship Fund

Thanks to the generosity of Nebagamon alumni and friends, the Camp Nebagamon Scholarship Fund supports transformative camp experiences for youth who experience poverty and/or intellectual and physical disabilities. Recipient camps, located near communities where Nebagamon campers live, are a home-away-from-home where youth in difficult circumstances are among peers and powerful role models for success.

Check out (and like!) our Facebook page for a first-hand glimpse of photos and insights that illustrate the amazing impact the CN Scholarship Fund is having on kids’ lives. Founded in 1947 by Muggs and Janet Lorber and administered for 50+ years by Nardie and Sally Lorber Stein, the CN Scholarship Fund provides tuition scholarships at nonprofit camps that cultivate skills and values needed for success. Thanks to generous donations to the Camp Nebagamon Scholarship Fund, 225 kids attended camp in the summer of 2016 (up from 175 in 2015).

The CN Scholarship Fund gratefully acknowledges donations from November 1, 2016 – April 30, 2017:

Rick and Kathy Abeles

Kelley Ballenger and Jeffrey Alderman

Steve Arenberg

John Arenberg

Susan Arenberg

Marian and Art Auer

Dana and Greg Averbuch

Joe Badt

Elizabeth and Andrew Baer

Nancy and Richard Baer

Kathy and Stuart Barnett

Donna Barrows

Linda and Bob Barrows

Charlie Barrows

Richard Baum

June and Jim Baumoel

Joy and Leo Bearman, Jr.

Herb Behrstock

Rick Bendix, Jr.

Allen Bennett

Babs and Bob Benton

Rita Bernstein

Linda Tate and Bob Best

David and Linda Blumberg

Lisa and Paul Blumberg

Jim Blumenfeld

Lori and Jeff Blumenthal

Joe Borinstein

Jennie and Dan Bowen

Elizabeth and John Breyer, Jr.

Dale Brodsky

Mark Caro

Katie Lorand and Paul Chan

Ellen and Scott Chukerman

Carol Bayersdorfer and Ed Cohen

Andy Cohen

Stephanie Tomasky and Mitch Cohen

Bonnie and Mike Cole

Cole-Belin Education Foundation

Suzi and Jon Colman

Ellen Nissenbaum and Jeff Colman

Louis Coppersmith

Stuart Cowles

Jennifer Daskal

Licia Hahn and Gene Dattel

Jerry Dattel

Michelle and Stan DeGroote

Leann and Bill Dexter

Scott and Jessie Stein Diamond

Jed Dreifus

Jon Dreifus

Jennifer Sosensky and David Dreifus

Luise and Ed Drolson

Ellen and Henry Dubinsky

Carol and Lester Dunn

Cynthia Garnholtz and William Eastman

Deborah Foster and David Eppstein

Jeannette McNeil and Peter Fechheimer

Chris Taylor and Jim Feldman

Gayle Weiswasser and Dan Feldman

Mary and Richard Fisher

Jill and Ron Fisher

Paula and Gordy Frank

Adam Frapart

Laura and Bill Freeman

Julie and Bud Friedman

Bill Friedman

Matt and Jodi Friedman

Betsy and Spencer Garland

Alan Geismer, Jr.

Aliza and Jim Gerstein

Ellen and David Gibbs

Ricky Gitt

Sandy and Bill Glassman

Susan and Bob Glasspiegel

Susan and Bill Goldenberg

Jeff Goldenberg

Elaine and Mike Goldman

Bill Goldman

Joanie and Mark Goldstein

Lisa and Jonathan Goodman

Martha and Jerrold Graber

Martha and Jim Gray

Douglas Greene

Rachel and Ralph Greil

Sheliah and Scott Gruber

Liz Lewis and Jim Guest

Debbie and Paul Guggenheim

Julie and Alan Halpern

Lauren and Seth Halpern

John Hart

Paula Hassinger

Sara and Larry Held

Jaime Hensel

Jaye and Bill Hensel

Karen and Bob Herz

Joe Herz

Hazel and Bud Herzog

Amy and Brian Herzog

Luke Herzog

Maxine and Louis Heyman

Marian and Maurice Hirsch

Cathy and Rick Hirschmann

Dana, Oliver and Quincy Hirt

Cheryl Hoime

Anne Ledell and Nathaniel Hong

Cathy Ann Kaufman and Mark Iger

Dan Jackson

Sheri, David and Bennett Jacobs

Ted Jadwin

Joe Jankowsky

Shari and Craig Jankowsky

Ed Juda

Caryn and Harlan Kahn

Kahn-Abeles Foundation

Diane and John Kalishman

Ken Kanter

Nancy Kassel

Jennifer Gilbert and Robert Kaufmann

Euan and Jane Stein Kerr

Sarah Kerr

Wendy Bloom and Arthur Kessler

Victor Kessler

Joe Kirkish

Stephanie and Rick Koretz

Claudia Simons and Alan Korn

Andrea Wilson and Kerry Kornfeld

Sara Jill Rubel and Eric Kramer

Danielle Brinker and John Kramer

Andrea and Brian Kramer

Pam and Mark Kuby

Rose Lenehan

Cissy and Bob Lenobel

Jeffrey Levinson

Dan Levis

Judith Axelrod and Kenneth Lewis

Liberty Diversified International

Randi Shafton and Drew Lieberman

Richard Lippman

Courtney and Eddie Loeb

Tom Loeb

Steve Loeb

Ann Lux

Jacqueline Mack

Laura and Ken Mack

Kitty and Mike Maidenberg

Jill and Andrew Marcus

Nancy Marcus

Katie Greenbaum and Josh May

May Foundation

Norah and Matt Meadows

Mary Kate and Jeff Mellow

Susan and Bob Mendelsohn

Peggy Tracy and Bill Mendelsohn

Julia Gittleman and Tom Mendelsohn

Jay Horvath and Nancy Mendelsohn

Deborah and David Mendelson

Milisa Galazzi and David Michel

Jean Middleton

Paula and Malcolm Milsten

Bob Milsten

Leslie and Stuart Milsten

Nancy and Dick Milsten

Modestus Bauer Foundation

Erika and John Montag

Alva Moog, Jr.

Mary and Bob Nefsky

Rick Cohn and Kathy Neuman

Lee Anne Hartley and Tom Nevers

Jerry Ney

Deborah and Robert Oppenheimer

Jenny Rosene and Kaine Osburn

Laurie and Todd Platt

Don Price

Andrea L’Tainen and Joshua Rabinowitz

Deb Weisshaar and Jonathan Ringel

Jennifer and Jay Riven

Hana Ruzicka and Steven Rivkin

Rivkin & Rivkin, LLC

Don Robertson

Janet and Lee Rodgers

Cindy and Jon Rogen

Ruth Lorber Rosen

Sheri and Jim Rosen

Carol and David Rosenblatt

Sarah Stern and Mark Rosenblatt

Joseph Rosenbloom, III

Carol and Roger Rosenthal

Lori and Brian Rosenthal

Lauren Katz and Joel Rubenstein

Teri and Roger Rudich

Ellen and Nick Sack

Carin and Mark Sage

Gail Ifshin and Steven Salky

Mike Samuels

Laury and Lewis Scharff

Tiffany and James Scharff

David Schiff

Martha and Lee Schimberg

Shelley Cohn, Bennett and Clay Schmidt

Pat and Fred Schonwald, Jr.

Peggy, Bud, Andrew & Jeff Schram

Lynn and Skip Schrayer

Carol and Jeff Schulman

Andrew Schwarz

Monique and Robert Schweich

Lee and Mark Scissors

Jennifer and Irl Scissors

Joanne Grossman and John Seesel

Colleen Carroll and Mitch Semel

Sara and Joe Shacter

Jodi and Tom Shapira

James Sharp

Judy and Allan Sher

Jenny and Walter Shifrin

Jerry Shroder

Salle and Richard Siegel

Rhonda and Eric Siegel

Natalie and Bob Silverman

Linda and Ron Sklar

Richard and David Slosburg

Slosburg Family Charitable Trust

Sue and Bob Smith

Michael Sobel

Solon E. Summerfield Foundation

Estelle and Morton Sosland

Nancy Chasen and Don Spero

Nesta and Walter Spink

Barbara and Frank Star

Mindy and Frank Star

Ted and Perrin Stein

Sally and Nardie Stein

Elena Stein

Sally and Nardie Stein

Elise and Richard Steinbaum

Ann and Will Stern

Alexandra Ackerman and David Stern

Mary Elizabeth Calhoon and David Stern

Amanda Whalen and Jim Stewart

Carolyn and Brian Swett

Alex Swett

Tawani Foundation

The Horner Family Foundation

The Joseph Charitable Trust

Jo Anne and Alan Travis

Madge and Tom Treeger

Jeff Trenton

Anita Tyler

Sue and Ben Uchitelle

Donald Ullmann

Loris and Robert Ungar

Emily Brosius and Scott Ventrudo

Hailey Hegland and Andy Voegtline

Judy and Roger Wallenstein

Esther Starrels and John Wasserman

Harriet and Paul Weinberg

Michael Weinberg II

Cathy and Craig Weiss

Phyllis and Bruce Willett

Michael Woldenberg

David Zalk

Cory Zigler

Vicky and James Zimmerman

John Zuraw

Recent Donors to Camperships for Nebagamon

Camperships for Nebagamon (CFN) was established in 1995 to enable children who would not otherwise have the opportunity to have a camping experience. Over the years, the CFN endowment fund has provided camperships for boys to attend Nebagamon and girls to attend Camp WeHaKee. Campers receiving camperships help to diversify their camp communities by virtue of their racial, ethnic, religious and socioeconomic status. In addition, CFN continues the tradition of support to sons and grandsons of Nebagamon alumni who demonstrate financial need.

CFN wishes to thank the following individuals who generously made donations to CFN from November 1, 2016 – April 30, 2017:

Amy Levin and Keith Abeles

Kathy and Rick Abeles

Mary Allen

Kate Allen-Study

Steve Apter

Pam and Tom Arenberg

Corey Zimmerman and Gayle Arlen

Jeanne and Michael Aronoff

Lisa and Andy Aronson

Jeanne and George Atkinson

Marian and Art Auer

Dana and Greg Averbuch

Joe Badt

Nancy and Richard Baer

Elizabeth and Andrew Baer

Karen and David Balser

Jenna and Drew Barnett

Donna Barrows

Linda and Bob Barrows

Charlie Barrows

June and Jim Baumoel

Joy and Leo Bearman, Jr.

Lisa Becker

Lynn, Bob and Robert Behrendt

Herb Behrstock

Sheryl Bellick

Allen Bennett

Babs and Bob Benton

Marianne Berger

Joan and Bert Berkley

Lin Wing and Stephane Biehler

Alison Kamine and Bob Bloom

David and Linda Blumberg

Lisa and Paul Blumberg

Jim Blumenfeld

Andrew Blumenfeld

Chona and Michael Boland

Ronald Borod

Rod Borwick

Jake Boxerman

Julie and Adam Braude

Elizabeth and John Breyer, Jr.

Lisa and Rich Broder

Dale Brodsky

Barbara and Jim Bronner

Matthew Brown

Hilary Bruce

Bunn-O-Matic Corporation

Lewis Burik

Jean and Mark Burnstine

Mark Caro

Valerie Chang

Ellen and Scott Chukerman

Carol Bayersdorfer and Ed Cohen

Danny Cohen

Stephanie Tomasky and Mitch Cohen

James Cohen

Pat Cohn

Bonnie and Mike Cole

Kevin Cole

Cole-Belin Education Foundation

Michael Coletta

Suzi and Jon Colman

Zak, Bina and Aiken Colman

Ellen Nissenbaum and Jeff Colman

Samantha Conrad

Carla and David Crane

Lindsay Currie

Jennifer Daskal

Anneliese Daskal

Jane Davis

Becky and Raven Deerwater

Michelle and Stan DeGroote

Melissa Dennis

Barry and Lynn Deutsch

Leann and Bill Dexter

Marilyn and Lou Diamond

Scott and Jessie Stein Diamond

James Dobravec

Jennifer Sosensky and David Dreifus

Nicole and James Druckman

Ladonna and James Duffy

Elizabeth Earle

Gail and Dick Elden

Deborah Foster and David Eppstein

Deborah and Joe Eppstein

Pat and Joan Esserman

Michael Faber

Marty and Kelli Cohen Fein

Christine Taylor and Jim Feldman

William Frank

Molly and Michael Frank

Laura and Bill Freeman

Barbara and Richard Fried

Julie and Bud Friedman

Lisa and Steve Friedman

Jane and Sam Friedman

Matt and Jodi Friedman

Stephanie Fuller

Bridget Gainer

Matthew Garchik

Betsy and Spencer Garland

Alice and Bradley Geene

Alan Geismer, Jr.

Tom Gerson

Aliza and Jim Gerstein

Phyllis and Glenn Gerstell

Ricky Gitt

Sandy and Bill Glassman

Susan and Bob Glasspiegel

Daisy Glazier

Susan and Bill Goldenberg

Stephen Goldfarb

Jonathan Goldstein

Mark Goldstein

Suzie Golub

Lisa and Jonathan Goodman

Debbie and Doug Gordon

Martha and Jerrold Graber

Marty Gradman

Janice Anderson and Tom Gram

Martha and Jim Gray

Douglas Greene

Rachel and Ralph Greil

Kathy and Frank Grossman

Debbie and Paul Guggenheim

Cheryl and Bill Guthman

Adnaan Hamid

Berna and Merle Hanson

Judith and Jon Harris

Ari Harris

Paula Hassinger

Mike Heldman

Shirley and Barnett Helzberg Jr.

Jaime Hensel

Jaye and Bill Hensel

Cathy Herman

Barbara Herz

Karen and Bob Herz

Joe Herz

Hazel and Bud Herzog

Luke Herzog

Gene Hill

Frank Hirsch

Jason Hirschhorn

Dana, Oliver and Quincy Hirt

Jennifer Hodges

Sara and Mitch Hoffman

Nancy Holceker

Paula Holt

Katherine Holtz

Cathy Ann Kaufman and Mark Iger

Helaine and Warner Isaacs

Dina and Steve Isaacs

Amy and Craig Jacobs

Shari and Craig Jankowsky

Kathy and Mike Jay

Rebecca Johnston

Joseph Family Charitable Trust

Ed Juda

Caryn and Harlan Kahn

Diane and John Kalishman

John Kander

Suzanne, Daniel & Noah Kanter

Ken Kanter

Cheryl Bondy and Mark Kaplan

Benjamin Katz

Jennifer Gilbert and Robert Kaufmann

Leo Kayser III

Euan and Jane Stein Kerr

Sarah Kerr

Sharapat and Eric Kessler

Carol Kiersky

Micki Klearman

Heide and Jim Klein

Jerome Klingenberger

Richard Kohn

Tom Kolbrener

Bud Kolbrener II

Stephanie and Rick Koretz

Andrea and Brian Kramer

Sara Jill Rubel and Eric Kramer

Danielle Brinker and John Kramer

Janet Koestring and John Kupper

Sam Laser

Emily and Michael Laskin

Kerrie Maloney and Dan Laytin

Rose Lenehan

Cissy and Bob Lenobel

Mike and Jane Lenz

Jill and John Levi

Robert Levin

Dan Levis

Sarla Nichols and Jimmy Lewis

Rebecca and Harold Lieberman

Elizabeth Loeb

Tom Loeb

Joshua Rabinowitz and Andrea L’Tainen

Susan Lucas

Andy Mack

Laura and Ken Mack

Stephanie Manley

Joyce and Fred Marcus

Dru Margolin

Julie and Steve Mathes

Brian May

Norah and Matt Meadows

Jean and Stan Meadows

Mary Kate and Jeff Mellow

Matthew Mendelsohn

Peggy Tracy and Bill Mendelsohn

Michael Mendelsohn

Julia Gittleman and Tom Mendelsohn

Jay Horvath and Nancy Mendelsohn

Marji and Don Mendelsohn

Jim Mendelsohn

Xander Mesires

Audrey and Danny Meyer

Lois and Bo Meyer

Marc Weiss and Nancy Meyer

Jennifer Miller

Modestus Bauer Foundation

Ann and Gary Mollengarden

Kathy Monahan

Alva Moog, Jr.

Dale Morrison, Jr.

Kathe and Jim Myer

Mary and Bob Nefsky

Richard Neumann

Thad and Brule Kurowski and Katy Neusteter

Peggy and Andy Newman

James O’Donnell

Kathy and Stephen Olsen

Deborah and Robert Oppenheimer

Denise and Jim Orlin

Jenny Rosene and Kaine Osburn

Veronica Ozbek

Brenda and Sandy Passer

Rachel and David Perlman

Betty and Tom Philipsborn

Laurie and Todd Platt

Spencer Porter

Don Price

Jennifer Pritzker

Mariann Pushker

Judy and Paul Putzel

Michael Raleigh

Christopher Renis

Rivkin & Rivkin, LLC

Gail Rodman

Cindy and Jon Rogen

Sophia Rogers

Cynthia and Andy Rolfe

Alyne and Jim Rolfe

Trisha Rooney

Ruth Lorber Rosen

Sheri and Jim Rosen

Ava Rosenberg

Kathy and Skip Rosenblatt

Lauren Katz and Joel Rubenstein

Robert Rudich

Patricia Russell

Louise Sachs

Stephen Sachs

Halee Sage

Gail Ifshin and Steven Salky

Erin and Seth Salomon

Kim and Tom Saltzstein

Mike Samuels

Kit and Ray Sawyer

John Sawyer

Tiffany and James Scharff

Laury and Lewis Scharff

Ron and Darcy Scharff III

Marc Schechter

Sue Ann and Bob Schiff

Shelley Cohn and Bennett and Clay Schmidt

Marily and Spike Schonthal, Jr.

Peggy, Bud, Andrew and Jeff Schram

Lynn and Skip Schrayer

Carol and Jeff Schulman

Monique and Robert Schweich

Jennifer and Irl Scissors

Colleen Carroll and Mitch Semel

Manisha Shah

Tegan Sharfstein

Judy and Allan Sher

Judy Zins and Joseph Shlaferman

Charlotte Shum

Jill and David Sickle

Rhonda and Eric Siegel

Natalie and Bob Silverman

Patti and Irwin Silverman

Jonah Siskel

Stephanie and Joel Sklar

Linda and Ron Sklar

Judy and Bill Sloan

Nancy Chasen and Don Spero

Nesta and Walter Spink

Mindy and Frank Star

Ted and Perrin Stein

Nardie and Sally Lorber Stein

Elena Stein

Elise and Richard Steinbaum

Alexandra Ackerman and David Stern

Mary Elizabeth and David Stern

AmandaWhalen and Jim Stewart

Emily Glasser and Bill Susman

The Manilows

The Marks Family

The Private Bank

Merryl and Jim Tisch

Kai Torres

Ryan Toulouse

Jo Anne and Alan Travis

Madge and Tom Treeger

Jeff Trenton

Donald Ullmann

Alyssa Unikel

Emily Brosius and Scott Ventrudo

Hailey Hegland and Andy Voegtline

Esther Starrels and John Wasserman

Harriet and Paul Weinberg

Michael Weinberg (II)

Michael Weinberg, Jr.

Tracy and Tony Weisman

Cathy and Craig Weiss

Nancy Werthan

Suzanne Whiting

Melissa Wichman

Trudi and Henry Wineman

Michael Woldenberg

Nicki Woldenberg

Joanne and Trip Wolf

Nancy and James Wolf

Carol and Michael Yunker

Douglas Zalk

Cory Zigler

Krista and Joseph Zito

 

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
Eli Aronson	David Aronson		Chicago, IL
Jack Auer	Joe Auer		Denver, CO
Alexander Averbuch	Greg Averbuch		Atlanta, GA
Drew Balser	Michael Balser		Atlanta, GA
Camden & Justin Blumberg	Alan Blumberg	David Blumberg	Guilford, CT
Tommy Branstad Phillips	David Phillips		Des Moines, IA
Ace, Addison & Asher Burvall	Amber (Smith) Burvall		San Diego, CA
Aidan Capes	Adam Capes		Atlanta, GA
Asher Corndorf	Eric Corndorf		Minneapolis, MN
Ben Effress	Rich Effress		La Jolla, CA
Adam Eberhard	Jeff Eberhard		Chicago, IL
Adrian Elizondo	Adrian Elizondo		San Pedro, Mexico
Emmitt Gerstein	Jim Gerstein		Washington, DC
Mark Gingiss   Jackson Goldblatt	Dan Gingiss   Robert Goldblatt		Buffalo Grove, IL   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
Elliot Heldman	Kenneth Heldman		Cincinnati, OH
Daniel and Gabriel Heller	John Heller		New York, NY
Jesse Herzog	Brad Herzog	Buddy Herzog	Pacific Grove, CA
Jordan Hornick		Shirley & Richard Armstrong	Edmond, OK
Ben and Ryan Kessler	Arthur Kessler		Highland Park, IL
Simon Kessler	Eric Kessler		Washington, DC
Ethan Kalishman	John Kalishman		St. Louis, MO
Sebastian Klein	Spencer Klein		Chicago, IL
Orion Kornfeld	Kerry Kornfeld	Stuart Kornfeld	St. Louis, MO
Benjamin Jacob Laytin	Dan Laytin	Bill Laytin	Chicago, IL
Aaron Levi	Jeff Levi	Bill Levi	El Cerrito, CA
Ezra Maidenberg	Joe Maidenberg	Mike Maidenberg	Oakland, CA
Joshua Marcus	Jill Kiersky Marcus	Jim Kiersky	Chicago, IL
Ben and Sam Montag	John Montag		Atlanta, GA
Will Needlman	Randy Needlman		Evanston, IL
Jacob Powers	Kevin Powers		Chicago, IL
Fletcher Redondo	Brian Blair	Allan Blair	Tucson, AZ
Harrison & Sam Reichert	Steve Reichert		Tenafly, NJ
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
Max and Jonah Rontal	Matt Rontal		Huntington Woods, MI
Myles Rontal	Dan Rontal		Birmingham, MI
Ethan Rosenberg		Jerry Dattel	Chicago, IL
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 Scissors	Irl Scissors		Olivette, MO
William Schwarz	Edward Schwarz	Roy Schwarz	Woodbury, MN
Ben Serwer	David Serwer		Chicago, IL
Ben and Jason Shacter	Joe Shacter		Chicago, IL
Toby and Sam 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	Michael Siegel		Stamford, CT
Ben & Drew Sklar	Joel Sklar		Memphis, TN
Gabriel Sloan-Garcia		Bill Sloan	Albuquerque, NM
Benji Solomon	Josh Solomon		New York, NY
Nathan Starhill	John Star	Frank Star	Arlington, MA
Charlie Steinbaum	Mike Steinbaum		St. Louis, MO
Gavin Stern	David Stern		New York, NY
Eli Terman		Tom Philipsborn	Chicago, IL
Asher Toback	Keri Rosenbloom		Chicago, IL
Simon Topf	Joel Topf		Huntington Woods, MI
Murray Wieseneck	David Wieseneck		Iowa City, IA
Ari Weiss	Craig Weiss		Memphis, TN
Jed Whalen Stewart	Jim Stewart		Portland, OR
Jack Wineman	Hank Wineman	Henry Wineman II	Birmingham, MI
Nate Woldenberg	Jim Woldenberg		Highland Park, IL