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Volume XCII

Number 11

November 2020

Return to Our New Style

Beauty on the Road

By Adam Kaplan

As many of you know, I am currently on a whirlwind tour of the country, in an RV, to take advantage of the fall weather and meet with new families in their backyards. The loop around the nation will cover over 11,000 miles and about seven weeks. It’s been a lot of time away from my family so I feel really guilty about telling you all that IT HAS BEEN REALLY FUN!!! I have gotten to meet with many interested new families and, on a personal level, have gotten to visit some places I have never been. In fact, as of last week, when I spent a night in Vermont, I have now officially visited all 50 states in my lifetime!

Of the nearly four weeks that I have been on the road so far, many memories have been made, but my nights at Proud Lake State Recreation Area outside of Detroit stands out as perhaps the best of these memories.

For most of this trip I have been staying at commercial RV parks. The amenities (internet, electric, water, and places to dump the nasty tanks that get filled during RV life…yes as gross as it sounds!) make things much easier for an RVer. But, I have also tried, whenever the situation permits, to camp in some state and county parks.

On the recommendation of a camp alumnus and friend, I spent two nights at Proud Lake. After reading the reviews of the RV area, I was a bit nervous since many reviews focused on the fact that the sites at the park were not level. They were certainly right…my site made me feel like I was living in a villain’s lair from the old Batman TV series! I practically needed a rope to pull myself up the incline to my bed at night!

But, the slanty nature of my site did nothing to diminish my overall experience at Proud Lake.

I pulled into the park at about 3PM on a Friday afternoon and was met with a lineup of about eight other RVs waiting to check in. I figured I was just unlucky with my timing. It made no sense to me that on a chilly Friday in the middle of October that the campground would be crowded. I was very wrong. As it turned out, every single campsite was taken. Now, since this trip began, I have consistently been surprised at the care RVers take in their campsite setups. Whether it be strings of lights hung carefully around the site, or lawn ornaments placed at the campsite entrances, or pink flamingos planted in the ground around the RV, people really take pride in their setups. But Proud Lake in October took this to a whole new level. It seemed that I missed the memo about Halloween decorations being de rigueur! Nearly every campsite was decked out with Halloween lights, pumpkins, blow up witches, skeletons, and tons of other Halloween-y stuff. It looked amazing!

And the park was absolutely full of kids…being kids. Despite the cold, I opened up all of the windows in my RV just to listen to them. The sound of kids screaming and laughing and playing were absolutely music to my long neglected ears. It sounded like camp.

For the first hour or so, I had some work to do, so I just stayed in my rig and tried to work as I soaked in the beautiful noise outside. Needless to say, I was very unproductive!

When darkness fell, I decided to walk the campground. This was the best decision I have made on this trip yet (though getting an entire slab of ribs and a whole smoked chicken for my tiny RV fridge at Joe’s Kansas City Barbeque is a close second!). It was the campfires…nearly every campsite (and I believe there are over 80) had a campfire and folks sitting around them. There were noisy campfires with families loudly laughing and playing games. There were quieter campfires with grandparents and grandchildren, that clearly had not seen each other in a long time, catching up with each other. There were romantic campfires with older couples armed with their fold-up loveseat-style camping chairs, cuddled up close and staring at the fires in silence. And then there were the musical fires. There were some campsites playing southern classic rock, some playing ‘60s music, some playing Taylor Swift (nonstop!!), some playing rap, and some even playing spooky Halloween sounds.

Walking the entire campground made me realize the variety of folks that had come to spend the weekend getting outdoors and connecting with each other. Old and young, singles (ok…maybe I was the only single!) and families, couples and larger groups, hippies and good ol’ boys (not sure if that is ok to say!)…they were all there.

As I walked around, it was clear to me that one of the things that I tell our staff on the very first day of staff training every year is just so true. If you take people and put them in a beautiful setting, then beautiful things happen…and a campfire doubles the effect. I had always thought that this observation was a keen Kaplan insight, one that I could enlighten the staff with. But, as usual, the world is several steps ahead of me. Everyone at Proud Lake knew this already and had planned an excursion to make something beautiful happen. And it was indeed very beautiful. I was lucky to be there and to absorb so much of the beauty that all of these people had created.

So…get out there folks! Grab your family and go to some place outdoors and beautiful, whether it be taking a camping trip, lighting a campfire in your backyard or at a local park (as long as fires are allowed!), or just taking a beautiful fall walk in the woods together.

Beautiful things will happen.

Adam is vlogging his way across the country — you can watch all his video updates here on our Facebook page and here on our Instagram page!

News of the Camp Family – November 2020

Compiled by Adam Fornear

I was lucky enough to get out to camp the other day to work with our caretakers Andy and Joe. The main project was cleaning up some downed trees we’d had to remove this summer (don’t worry, we still have plenty on the property). I love getting the chance to do some chainsaw work. With the smell of burning oil, cutting through giant logs and cleaning up the area…it just brings a smile to my face. Hard to compare the punching of keys on the keyboard (my other day job) to ripping through a massive old pine tree. So, I’ll keep on punching away on the keyboard and jump at every opportunity to fire up the saw when I can.

Adam Fornear, a real life lumberjack

Now, my skills as a modern-day lumberjack are still developing. I took every chance I could to fire up a saw this summer, and more importantly, I asked questions of Andy and Joe. Although I’ve done some chainsaw work before, these two guys really know their way around a tree, how to work safely and efficiently, and have a bit more experience than I do. No shame in asking a couple questions so I do the job right, and between that and getting more hours on the saw, I can only get better. This is one of the philosophies I love most about our culture at camp, particularly in our project areas. You find a project that really grabs your attention and you pursue it with curiosity and time. We try to foster a safe place for campers to ask questions and gain experience at all sorts of skills (although, we haven’t given any campers a chainsaw yet…). And by the end of the summer they feel confident in something new!

We have so many cool projects at camp. Our climbing wall is awesome, the mountain biking project is sweet, and of course our sailing program gets campers hooked for life. I could go on and on about all of our projects (I want to do them all next summer!) but those of you who have been here know that there is no shortage of great activities. For those of you that are planning on attending next summer, I hope you are getting excited to hit up your favorites and try some new ones. As for our alumni…I trust that you are still enjoying those projects today in your everyday lives and have fond memories of learning new skills on our 77 acres!

I’m still trying to adjust to not hitting the road for the fall reunion tour. Not only am I missing a couple meals at a Waffle House, more importantly I’m not able to connect with the camp family in person. This has put a huge dent in news of the camp family that I’m able to submit into the Arrowhead every month. I would love to hear from all of you via email ([email protected]. Send me some news about yourself, your kids or your friends and I will make them famous in our newsletter…Promise (send a picture too!) Hope all is well in your neck of the woods and I hope you are getting outside for some fresh air!

IT MAY INTEREST YOU TO KNOW that in Emmitt Gerstein’s (DC) last baseball game of the season he crossed paths with a cabinmate. He was up to bat and realized that the catcher was non other than Steven Wheeldryer (DC). They started talking to each other between pitches just like MLB players do who knew each other. It was a good laugh for all.

WHERE ARE THEY NOW: Adam Quiat (Denver ’06-’11,’13-‘14) received his Master’s in Fire Protection Engineering from the University of Maryland. He is now working for Rhino Fire Protection Engineering. Jim Cohen (DC/Flint, MI/Ogden, UT ’89-’95,’97-’99,’04) has moved to Ogden, UT to join the faculty at Weber State. Grant Sachs (St. Louis/Vail ’05-’10,’12,’15) was a rafting guide near Vail this past summer and will be leading snowmobile tours this winter.

WEDDING CONGRATULATIONS go to Michael Weinberg (Highland Park/Madison ’02-’07,’09-‘14) and Liz Myhre (Chicago).

IN THE BIBS AND DIAPERS DEPARTMENT: It’s a boy, Joshua Elon, for Mike Goodman (Denver  ) and Amy Goodman (Denver). It’s a girl, Ava Madeline, for Clay Schmidt (NYC ) and Sam Schmidt (NYC)

Michael Weinberg (far right) picked an odd outfit for his wedding, but it’s a camp classic!

Caretaker Joe is Surprised by Snow!

By Joe Crain

Early October brought some lovely foliage!

It’s been a cold and snowy October here in the Northwoods of Wisconsin. With only 10 of the 31 days of the month reaching average high temperatures, and the last 15 days of the month 10 to 15 degrees below the normal highs we were forced to break out the winter wear way to early! The stretch from the 18th to the 27th were exceptionally rough, with the high temps not reaching what are the normal lows for those dates — the mercury didn’t climb out of the 30’s for those nine days! Unfortunately the coldest stretch of the month also saw several snow storms sweep across our region. Though we expect our first sighting of some snow in October each year it normally comes to us in a passing flurry or maybe an inch or two that soon melts away. But this year we had three snow storms of two or more inches each all in the same week! The first storm seemed normal enough on the 17th with temps hovering around the freezing mark. The snow was wet and, for the first few hours of the storm, melted on contact with the still relatively warm ground. When the front finally moved off the next morning we had an inch or so accumulated on the grass but the roads were just wet. By the end of the day on the 18th no trace of the first winter storm was left. We didn’t fair quite so well with the next front that came just three days later on the 21st. This second snow storm of the week had all of the hall marks of a serious winter storm with high winds and snow rates that often reached an inch-per-hour. Luckily the ground had still not froze completely, and the first few hours of the storm much of the snow melted on contact. But, the intense rate of snow fall soon overcame the warm ground and the next day we were left with a thick snow cover of four and a half inches on the ground! This time the snow persisted and was helped by the high temperature staying just below freezing and the lows dipped deep into the 20’s. With a thick ground cover of snow, we were shocked when the weatherman started to warn us that the worst was yet to come with a predicted 6-8 inches of snow to hit us on the 24th! Thankfully the trajectory of that storm altered enough that the predicted totals were way off and this final storm of the week was so wet and warm and gave us only an additional inch of accumulation. Unfortunately all of this mid-month snow combined with the unusually cold temps has left us with a crusty 3-4 inches of snow cover before November 1st! The weatherman claims a warm front will return to our area for the first stretch of November, bringing us (wouldn’t you know) October like temperatures for the first week or so of the new month.

All of this early snow still on the ground has disrupted our usual leaf blowing routine which usually happens the last week of October into the 1st week of November with few exceptions. We have our fingers crossed in hopes that the weather turns more fall like again so we can get the grounds cleared before the actual winter hits. Winters here in the Northland are long enough in a normal year when the snows come in mid/late November and the first true signs of spring coming in late March or early April, adding a month (or in this case nearly two months!) is truly a disheartening way to start the season!

Hoping for a good, but not too long, skinny ski season, it’s Caretaker Joe At Camp.

Joe Briggs’s Nature Photo Contest!

By Joe Briggs

With distance learning and working from home, there is no better time to get outside. We want to see the world around you!

Please send us original (up to 3) photos for publishing in the December Arrowhead. Our favorite pictures will even win a prize!

Email submissions to Joe Briggs at [email protected] by November 15th.

Hey… that gnome kind of looks like Briggs!!

Mailgabber – Jessie Stein Diamond’s Sunday Service

The Mailgabber column features submissions by members of the Camp Family. This month, we’re highlighting Jessie Stein Diamond’s Sunday Service that she delivered this summer on July 26th. Jessie leads the Camp Nebagamon Scholarship Fund, and is a writer and editor who specializes in healthcare, engineering, behavioral health, education, and equity topics. You can watch the video of Jessie’s Sunday Service here — Steph Hanson’s introduction begins at 6 minutes, 45 seconds. Service begins at 10 minutes, 15 seconds.  Interested in submitting for Mailgabber? Send submissions to Louis.

Camp Nebagamon Sunday Service

Jessie Stein Diamond

July 26, 2020

 

Jessie delivering her Sunday Service from her backyard garden

Welcome to my virtual Sunday service!

Land Acknowledgement:

I would like to begin by humbly acknowledging that where I’m speaking today — near Philadelphia — is the ancestral land of the Lenni-Lenape people, whose presence and resilience in Pennsylvania continues to this day.

It’s likewise important to acknowledge the original inhabitants of Camp Nebagamon’s land and lake, and honor the rich heritage and continuing presence of the Anishinaabe, and other First Nations peoples.

This land acknowledgment is not enough. But it’s an important social justice practice to promote Indigenous visibility. Let this be an opening to help our community think about ways to join in and support Indigenous movements for sovereignty and self-determination.

 

Sunday Service:

I accepted the invitation to do this Sunday service because I wanted to think about and share ideas for how we might draw on Nebagamon experiences and values to get through the COVID-19 quarantine — a time of solitude and loss, disappointment and disorientation for many of us.

We’re navigating a huge chunk of time alone or in a small group of people – perhaps your family – first in the spring, now during summer when we are usually with friends and family. We have never experienced a challenge like this in any of our lifetimes.

If you’re a kid and your parents are working, that could be hard.

If you’re a parent and you need to work while your kids are home when they really would rather be at camp, that’s hard too.

And if you’re living by yourself or just feel alone, this can be a tough time.

So today I’ll focus on:

  • What it means to be part of the camp family – for me and for you
  • How camp prepared us for this moment, and
  • How camp will get us through

What does it mean to be part of the camp family – first for me personally

I’m the youngest of all of the grandchildren of camp’s founders, Muggs and Janet Lorber.

It was just my luck to be a girl who grew up at a family business that happened to be a fantastic boy’s camp.

My sister, Jane, my mother Sally, my aunt Ruthie (may her memory be a blessing), and Josie today had this same luck.

Until I was ten and went away to girl’s camp and then to other wilderness adventure camps, I spent much of my summers alone or with babysitters. My parents, Nardie and Sally, worked long days all summer long running camp.

What it meant for me to be part of the camp family actually is different from most people. I vividly remember those early years.

I made mud pies on the slats of a wooden dock at the lake –listening to the top 40 on my babysitter’s transistor radio and the lapping waves of the lake as crayfish scooted around in the cool shallows.

I picked wild asparagus at the start of each summer by myself in the woods near the rifle range – enough to fill a water pitcher – enough to serve steamed and buttered to everyone at pre-camp

I roamed camp on my own through what felt like a berry-clock of summer – first picking wild strawberries, then raspberries, blueberries, and blackberries. I picked peanut butter buckets full of berries that Dirk, our beloved camp cook, would bake just for me into tiny tarts bursting with flavor.

Summers meant reading my way through the Rec Hall Library:

  • Robinson Crusoe
  • Treasure Island
  • Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea
  • All 14 books in the Oz series – my favorite was Ozma of Oz with the rollers, a great set of mischievous villains who had wheels instead of feet

In middle school and beyond I began reading through the counselors’ library then at the Big House: making my way through great literature, science fiction, pulp novels and child psychology books: I was always curious about what psychologists said about my particular stage of life.

Being a girl growing up at Nebagamon in the 1960s and 1970s, and then being a young woman at camp meant feeling permanently like I was on the perimeter. After a few years at girl’s camp that made me wish I could attend Nebagamon even more, I got lucky and attended camps out West – hiking, rock climbing, ice climbing, rafting, kayaking and canoeing. When I was 14 I climbed Mt Ranier, an experience that gave me courage I’ve drawn on for the challenges I’ve faced in my life ever since.

During the late 1970s and 1980s I had lots of different jobs at camp. That was like a master class in interpersonal skills, an opportunity to know inspiring and wonderful people who continue to enrich my life today – especially my husband Scott Diamond!

I had the luxury of growing up in a values-grounded community devoted to the happiness of children. And I know from firsthand experience that there are other great camps that do this too.

Here are insights I gained from my experiences in the camp family that I hope will feel relevant to your experiences in quarantine:

  • Spend time in nature — that can really help when you feel alone, scared or upset.
  • Look for ways to create a bit of ‘Nebagamon’ in your own life. For me, that meant planting asparagus, blueberries and raspberries in my own garden (and so much more), and keeping my hummingbird feeders filled all summer long.
  • Books can take you anywhere in the world even when you’re stuck at home And books can keep you company when you need it most: You can learn safely and efficiently from wise people and fools, kind people and cruel creeps. Search books for ways to cope with the challenges of your life
  • Being devoted to the happiness of children, to the happiness of everyone, makes the world a better place. Try an experiment: do a good deed, something kind that’s small or large, for someone every day if you can. See how that makes you feel over a few weeks, months and years – how that changes your own life for the better.

I also want to talk about how camp prepared all of us for this moment

Camp gave me COURAGE. I hope it gave you courage, too. We need a lot of courage in this time.

  • Remember your first summer at camp as a camper or counselor, being that new person?
  • Remember how it felt doing something you’d never done before, something you never thought you could do like your first BWCA trip, or taking on an epic challenge like the Kekekabic hiking trail back in my era. Or Grand Portage today. Camp is where you learn to be courageous.
  • Remember the grit it took to double pack your way through a portage trail, to carry your canoe by that mosquito-filled swamp? Use that grit now.

Camp taught us how to WORK. Life during quarantine takes extra work

Many of us are cooking, cleaning and mowing the lawn ourselves, day after day after day.

  • Remember how it felt clean your cabin with your cabin mates, when it was your turn to be KP?
  • On your camping trips did you ever volunteer to clean the biggest, dirtiest pot? Be that person in your house.
  • Have you ever lived on a boat, how every square inch of space matters? Create order where you live, take care of it like it’s a boat.

It feels good to help

Camp taught us STRENGTH

  • Remember learning to paddle a canoe – the difference between lily dipping and full-on strong paddling that leaves whirlpools in your wake? Paddle hard today. It’s worth the effort so we can get to a better place.
  • Did you ever carry the food pack on the first day of a trip?
  • Or paddle hard against the wind, racing to beat a storm to your campsite?

You can do this!

Camp gave us FRIENDS & a sense of community

  • It’s where we learned group living skills – how to solve problems and work together, how to get along with people who are so different from you
  • We learned to live in close quarters (sound familiar?) peacefully and playfully with people with whom we had easy relationships and with people with whom we had hard relationships.
  • We can each do our part to create peace in the home.

I have a few ideas about how camp might help get us through our time in quarantine

We have a running joke in my household that every day is “Blursday.” Every day can feel the same. Every day if you’re not careful can leave you feeling a bit numbed out and low. That feels so wrong.

Childhood is a time of JOY and wonder. Adulthood should be too. Everyone at every age needs joy, wonder awe and beauty – especially now.

  • I want you to think about what you enjoyed most in your youngest years. What were the top 3-5 things that made you happy, that gave you a sense of awe, joy and wonder?
  • I have worked for many years to add those things to my life as an adult (even before COVID) through my garden, cooking, reading, and friends.
  • Find ways to add back whatever made you happy when you were younger to your life today. Layer that in.
  • Think about the experiences you loved at camp that you could bring to your own life even now
  • Think too about ways to connect more with your camp friends via Zoom, texts, letters

Camp also gave us the values that we need to get through this time

  • Independence, grit, persistence
  • Having a ‘growth mindset’ – knowing that you can learning big skills in small steps. Maybe you started by learning to tie a square knot, then you learned to use a hand ax, then a pole ax, then you won chef’s cap.
  • We all know how important it is to leave your campsite better than you found it. In our world that’s going to take a lot of small steps.

Camp is the perfect example of the Seventh generation principle – that’s a Haudenosaunee (“hoe-den-es-o-ah-nee,” or Iroquois) philosophy that the decisions we make today should result in a sustainable world seven generations in the future

My grandparents started Nebagamon in 1929. You know and I know they would have wanted a sustainable world and sustainable, healthy relationships seven generations from their time. That all feels at risk right now.

Camp is where you learn to treat others the way you would want to be treated

Where you learn how to solve problems, navigate conflict and differences

Where you learn to feel safe with your feelings, where a camper can turn to his big brother, his counselor, his village director, the kitchen staff, a specialist, a caretaker, a camp director for help. Camp is where you grow up to become that helper

  • Camp is where you learn how to be an about you person — not an about me person. Today that means:
  • Being there for your friends when they struggle with this time of isolation
  • Being patient with your family and housemates, treating them with kindness
  • Helping everyone in your household – volunteering to clean the biggest, dirtiest pot in the sink
  • Being an ‘about you’ person – means making this world a better place for all – not just for you

I’d like to return to my opening theme: What does it mean to be part of the camp family NOW for each of you listening today?

If you’ve ever worked at camp, you learn concepts that you carry with you for the rest of your life – I think they of these phrases as guiding principles for our camp family:

  • “Proximity control” – take responsibility for the people around you, everyone in your field of vision
  • “Single standard” – don’t be a hypocrite – the rules apply the same to everyone
  • “Use I statements” – if you’re upset with someone – don’t criticize. Say “I feel ___ when you do __

That gets you to a solution faster

When you work at camp, you often hear kids say – typically at mealtimes – a phrase that feels relevant too:

“How much do we each get” – Fairness matters to children and it matters to adults too.

When you see a government that enriches the few at the cost of the many, that’s wrong.

When you hear people deny the humanity of people who are different from them, that’s wrong. That’s evil.

When that government willfully damages our air and water, and makes decisions that would destroy the wilderness we all need —places like the Boundary Waters Canoe Area— that’s wrong. That’s evil.

Too much of what’s happening in our country now feels just wrong, morally unacceptable, antithetical to the values we learned at camp. But that’s not what I want to focus on – because

You and I are more powerful when we focus on what we are for — not on what we are against.

Camp is that place where many of us learned ‘what we are for.’

At camp, we began to feel so much more connected to people from all over the world – the larger camp family – to people who are very like us and to people who are very different from us.

Think about that iconic sign in front of the Big House: “This Shall Be a Place for Welcome for All”

So far, there are 34 signs hanging there representing every nationality of every person who has spent time at camp, 33 languages including English – plus a nonsense-language sign just for fun. Those signs reminds us that we are all alike in many ways – we all deserve welcome:

We all want to be safe

We all want to be loved

We all want and hope for a better future

Anyone who feels connected to Nebagamon knows how lucky we are to have this beautiful, joyous home away from home. Camp is where you can learn to be your best self. And you can take that ‘best self’ back home with you, and be that person for the rest of your life

I think that being part of the camp family should mean not just appreciating how lucky we are.

I think it means we should give this experience to other people too.

I know first-hand that feels great. Nebagamon alumni and friends already bring their a-game to this concept by generously supporting two Nebagamon-affiliated charities.

Camperships for Nebagamon offers scholarships to two private camps, our Nebagamon and WeeHaKee for girls — giving camp experiences to children who wouldn’t otherwise have that opportunity — and enriching each camp for all campers.

I’ve led the Camp Nebagamon Scholarship Fund for the past decade and have witnessed our community’s amazing generosity and the ripple effects of the fund’s 73 years supporting nonprofit camping experiences.

Every summer our donors have helped hundreds of kids attend a select group of nonprofit camps with expertise serving children who experience poverty and disability. Your donations are truly amplifying and spreading the values, skills, friendship and home-away-from-home we all gained at Nebagamon to people who need this most.

On behalf of my grandparents who founded the scholarship fund in 1947, my parents who ran the fund for 50 years, and also on behalf of Camperships for Nebagamon, our sister charity, I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Finally, we all get to choose the legacy of this time of isolation and quarantine. Here are some things to try:

  • Return to what brought you joy as a child
  • Find a way to do something you loved at camp where you live now
  • Get outside
  • Read a book
  • Reach out to a friend
  • Clean the big pot
  • Cultivate your garden

Camp is really about the future – and that’s where I hope we will direct everything we learned and gained at camp. We can set in motion the world and the values we need for future generations.

We need places like the BWCA

We need to live our values of kindness, respect for each other, inclusivity, fairness,

What a world we would live in if we could amplify our Nebagamon values out in the world. Let’s do that.

Wake up with Camp!

By Louis Levin

I have a confession to make. While many of our campers (particularly those of the Lumberjack village) may dread the ringing of the wakeup bell at 8 AM, I, personally, love it. The sound of our bell is crystalized in my mind. In many ways, it is the sound of camp for me. But because of our morning administration meeting at camp, I don’t ever get a chance to wake up to the bell, and haven’t since I was a counselor in Logger 1. Finally I found a workaround.

Every morning, all winter long, I wake up to the bell. During the summer a few seasons back, I took a clandestine recording of the bell so I could use it as the sound for the alarm on my phone. Now, when I wake up in the off-season, I don’t suffer through the stock alarms that come on my phone — I rise with the sound of camp!

I was telling a close camp friend about my slightly silly morning ritual, and he enthusiastically wanted the recording. So, I thought I’d offer it up to the camp family: my 100% authentic, 13-second recording of our camp bell. Use it as your ring tone (do people still use ringtones?), wake up to it in the mornings, or throw it on your workout playlist. I’d love to hear if you end up using it for, well, anything — send me an email at [email protected]!

Download the bell here!

Still ringin’ after all these years

Congratulations to our November Birthdays!

This month’s birthdays include…

November 1st – Rafa Posen, Tommy Bellaire

2nd – Coulson McConnell, Kosten Goldberg

3rd – Atlas Barnes, Gavin Stern

4th – Asher Friedman, Digby Karsh

6th – Daniel Plancarte, Gabe Fisher, Joe Crain

8th – David Sachs, Isaac Schiff-Lewin

9th – Andy Mack

10th – Ben Hackney, Stephanie Hanson

11th – Katie Lundeen

12th – Theo Tanahill

14th – Ethan Pearson, Nik Jijhawan, Theo Schiff

16th – Alvaro Lemus-Sandoval, Jose de la Pena Zabia

18th – Mau Caballero

19th – Charlie Zeeck, Parker Johnson

20th – Bill Hensel, Owen Marchant

21st – Jacob Rolfe, Michael Berler

22nd – Jacob Lutsky

23rd – Adam Kaufman

24th – Wes Schwartz

25th – Max Saul, Miles Hall

26th – Gavin Gray

28th – Luca Ladner, Sebastian Rorsted

30th – Asher Toback