Don't blame you on the military thing. I have a Korean friend who gave up his dual citizenship due to their draft in their country.

Not sure about the camp name, she's from Illinois and went to school in St. Louis.. so somewhere thereabouts I guess.

Oh, the camp I went to was in MA in the Berkshires.

I worked at a camp on the MA/NY border in the Berkshires near Great Barrington Mass. not a STATED Jewish camp... but almost all the kids that attended camp there were jewish, and they did a Shabbat prayer and served Challah bread every Friday.

ROFLMAO!

Camp Hi Rock?

Which camp did you go to? I used to work at Danbee when I was in college :)

The Joseph Eisner Institute for Living Judaism (yes that was the full name) aka Camp Eisner. I also went to Camp Hi Rock for a summer.

I know I've heard of Hi Rock. We were just outside of Pittsfield...I think technically in Hinsdale, MA. I loved that place! :)

I can't believe this thread has 23 replies to it.

It was fun. At Eisner your parents paid for you to go get snacks from the canteen twice a week, but the camp had a policy that before you could go to the canteen with your bunk, you had to write a letter to your parents and show it to your counselor. Sessions were 4 weeks long and my mom's birthday is in the summer, so I ended up writing about 9 letters to my parents each summer. At Hi Rock the canteen was on a debit program, no letter writing involved. I didn't write home for about 2.5 weeks. My Jewish mother called the camp director in hysterics asking what they were doing to me that I was so miserable and didn't want to write home. I tried to explain to her that when you don't write home, it's a good thing.

haha...yeah, there is a weekly letter requirement b/c it's a full summer camp (2 months) with parent visiting weekend about halfway through. Although some of the kids were so weird in the letters that camp office got calls anyway. I think the kids also got one phone call before parent visiting and one after. Those were fun times...kids get so homesick!

We never had phone rights. Not like we wanted them. Most of us preferred getting to spend a summer without parents. Until we needed snacks and had to write home for care packages. Although I got jipped. Only time I ever got a care package was when the laundry got delayed by a week and I ran out of clean underwear.