Author: Becca Goldman

  • Our Sacred Space

    Every morning, when I step out of the HC and look around the horseshoe, I see so much more than a semi-circle of white-framed bunks – I see a circle of memories soaked in 85 years of summer sun and memories and hung on the rafters to dry. The Dining Hall isn’t just the place […]

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  • More Than Dirty Clothes

    One large duffel bag. Six to eight towels, bath AND beach. A shoe bag, a tutu and a feather boa. The list goes on and the end result is a car filled with stuff. You can plan and prepare, fold and refold, and still not feel entirely ready as you press down on the gas […]

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  • Sights, Sounds & Sisterhood

    Since 1998, when I first pulled up to the horseshoe, Dad’s station wagon packed to the brim with my cardboard drawers, denim husband backrest and way too many of my brothers hand-me-down Umbro shorts, I’ve been a part of something great. I can still close my eyes and picture the first camper to approach me […]

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  • A Work of Art

    Four walls, wooden rafters, a big porch on the outside and hundreds of campers in and out throughout the periods of the day – our Arts & Crafts building is one of our most well lived-in, and well-loved, spaces at camp. It’s a place that tells a story of creativity and discovery, covered in a […]

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  • The Time of Our Lives

    In just a little over 48 hours we’ve unpacked, settled in, gone kayaking for the first time, gotten our mixed table assignments, had our first ravioli lunch, tried out for JAF, covered this place in feathers and glitter, jumped on the water trampoline, gone swimming, written a letter home, made a friendship bracelet, gotten hugs […]

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