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ARCHIVED MESSAGE BOARD
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here or send an e-mail to email@example.com
In the Subject line, please write: Kokosing Message Board - please
If you would like your e-mail address included in the message please
say so - otherwise, it will be omitted. Messages will be posted in a
few days at most, barring the demands of work and bath time - not mine,
For those of you who have already submitted more narrative-style
memories over the past few weeks, I have moved that part of your
writing to the 'Writing Gallery' where
we would also like to post short (1-2 paragraph) updates on what you
are doing now and how you got there. Please send your bio!!! Click
here for the e-mail address. - DK
about the late notice, but if anyone needs a place to crash - I
will drive to an otherwise empty house on long island after the
reunion - it's about 45 minutes from manhattan. no maid service
but the price is right. rich whitehill
Hi. I'd like to connect with people coming in
from Connecticut for the reunion; I have to get back that night,
and would like to share a ride. Do you have the address info in
a form that would allow you to let me know who's living in CT
Professor of Sociology
Director, Wesleyan Service-Learning Center Center for Community
Partnerships 167 High Street Middletown, CT 06459-0012
Rose was kind enough to clue me in to the reunion, and I will be
sad to miss it this weekend. I would love to hear from anyone who
was at Kokosing in the the Summer of '71. Hope that you all have
a great time !. firstname.lastname@example.org.
there will be canoeing, swimming, a softball tournament as well
as a full scale production of Guys and Dolls the night of the reunion.
Peggy flew in weeks ago to direct. I guess you didn't get a part.
Too bad. We've been working like crazy people trying to squeeze
in rehearsals with commuting back and forth to our various hometowns.
But it's not too late for you to volunteer to work on the 2005 edition
of the Kokosinger. All articles to be written at the reunion. We
may have to pull an all-nighter to get it done by deadline. Looking
forward to reminiscing about all the wonderful times we had, even
if we can't actually rent a lake or a rec hall or a mimeograph machine
for the evening.
brother Billy and I attended Kokosing in the mid 60's. To this day
whenever the topic of summer camp comes up, I sit there smugly and
think "You don't know what summer camp can be unless you went to
Kokosing." Easily among the best summers of my life! (I made my
kids go to a summer camp-hoping they'd love it too -they did!) When
David Hechler called me this morning after 40 years I didn't miss
a beat placing his name and face. So much fun to read about our
memories. I'd love to see everyone at the reunion -still trying
to work that out. Living and working in the Boston area. I'd love
to hear from the We Five Plus Two - if you're out there. MeadowBerman@aol.com
the personnel for the recording of Wild Horses: Barry Mazor, lead
vocal; Josh Gillenson, lead guitar; Rob Rosenthal, second guitar
and harmony vocals on the chorus; Paul Lehrman, bass and harmony
vocals on the chorus; Alan Medville, harmony vocals on the verses;
and Jeff Lawin, drums. Recorded live, direct to two-track, at Schoolhouse
Studio, Camp Kokosing, Thetford Center, Vermont, some late night
in August, 1971.
else heard the rumor that there will be canoeing and swimming at
the reunion Saturday night? I am trying to figure out if I should
bring my bathing suit. If anyone knows anything, post it and let
the rest of us know.
Rothenberg found my sister and Joanne passed the news of the reunion
on to me. Since then, I have overwhelmed with memories of my years
at Kokosing (61-66), the train ride from Grand Central to White
River Junction, my broken arm when I fell in the truck to late nights
in the cabin on the hill working on the Kokosinger. The Friday night
socials, Grover's 'friendly' face at meal time. Gumperts instant
everything, bug juice. Canoe trips, mountain climbing trips, and
as an older camper the cherished night in Hanover. I haven't seen
mention of trips to the Newport Folk Festival. I remember going
to the festival at least once and having an amazing time. I still
have some of the music books I bought there. I even still have a
couple of the Kokosing song books. I have happily been back in touch
w/Donna Rothenberg and Nancy Rothenberg. My husband and I have a
motorcycle trip planned to San Francisco and I hope to see Nancy.
I have lived in Southern California for the last 34 years. I currently
live in Northridge with my husband, Jerry. We have two daughters,
Deborah 23 and Shaina 20. I am unable to get back to NY for the
reunion, but I am sending my sister, also a former camper, for a
full report. I will look forward to hearing from anyone from Kokosing.
later years, the Kokosing Alma Mater was reserved for the last moments
of the Final Banquet nights at the end of each year--but we surely
did sing it, as surely as a linked-arms "We Shall Overcome" preceded
it. Somebody may still know who wrote the Alma Mater back when--but
the tune is a bit like an Americanized version of that old worldwide
hit, "The Interationale"! As for the person responsible for the
Mick Jagger "salute" with slight Gram Parsons twang twinge vocal
on "Wild Horses"--guilty as charged. It is very odd to hear that
after 34 years.
listened to the recording of Wild Horses that Paul put on the website.
That was a great blast from the past and thoroughly enjoyable. Thanks,
Paul. Who was that on lead vocals? Anyone want to claim credit?
of people have asked me about Jeff Baulknight. I was able to track
down a relative of a Jeffrey Baulknight who said that Jeff had been
in the military and now lived in Japan with a Japanese wife and
three children and hadn't been back in the US in ten years. I found
the relative through an obituary for Jeff's mother and it sounds
like he has no immediate family left. Even this relative didn't
seem to know Jeff well (thought he was the Jeff Baulknight who went
to Kokosing but wasn't sure) and didn't have an address for him.
He gave me an email address that wasn't current. I left my information
with him in case Jeff got in touch but nothing has come of it.
is Andy Seiler. Does anybody remember me? I think I attended Kokosing
in 1970, 1971 and 1972. Barry Mazor was my counselor, I remember
him singing Bob Dylan's obscure Sign on the Window (title could
be wrong) on his autoharp onstage. The wonderful, lovely Robin Rose
also performed something in that show, singing and strumming, if
memory serves, Neil Young's After the Goldrush. I also worked with
Barry on the newspaper. Barry, you must have done something right.
That "job" started me on a long path that led indirectly
to my being hired as an entertainment reporter at USA TODAY in 1995!
I reported on movies there till about a year ago when I was attacked
by a terrible, rare virus called Ramsay Hunt. I'm getting brain
surgery because of this disabling, painful after-effects (Trigeminal
Neuralgia) on April 6th. So obviously I won't be able to make it
to the reunion! Of the people who have posted here, I also remember
Cookie Freeman very well. Some folks who don't seem to be mentioned
here: I went to Vassar College with Kokosing-ites Cliff Spanierman
and Vicky Fox. I am still in touch with clever, delightful Jennifer
Zogott (Levy). I'd love to know what happened to my buddy, Cleveland's
Peter Goldman (who played the narrator in The Royal Hunt of the
Sun), and the deeply cool semi-counselor Jeff Balknight. Does anybody
know? By the way, I was in that production of Guys and Dolls in
the small role of Joey Biltmore. I wish I could attend the reunion.
Maybe next time. By the way, I live in DC, in case anyone else does.
is too funny, I was just looking at the '71 "Final" reading the
account of the "Lowers" trip to a Joan Baez concert - where apparently
Alan Medville, was negotiating with Barry for the privilege of singing
with the "all Counselor band" on the Wild Horses take - as documented
my "Jimmy Olsen" Feigelson....
found this loose page from a Kokosinger in a box of old Kokosingers.
I don't remember ever singing it but imagine it will bring back
memories for some:
When campers gather 'round thy altar,
hear their voices ring.
Their youthful voices never falter,
when of thee they sing.
Kokosing's alma mater,
the fairest of the fair.
Thy sons will raise high on thy glory,
Nussenbaum- I was going to post a short bio, but I have decided
to just let people read yours instead, and just add about 5 years.
Totally bizarre- What did we have for breakfast last week ? DA
Paul Lehrman dug up a reel-to-reel tape from 1971
of the various Kokosing rock and roll bands, and on it is a recording
of Barry, Josh, Rob Rosenthal, Jeff Lawin, Alan Medvile, and Paul
doing "Wild Horses" which is not completely atrocious - (Paul's
words). I think they give the Stones a run for their money...
The recording has been posted on the first
page of the Photo Gallery. If you click on the Wild Horses
link and then on a photo set.. it might be 1971 all over again.
up, everybody... Are you coming to the reunion from out of town?
Does your spouse think you're nuts, but is coming to New York anyway
to see what all the fuss is about? Is he/she looking for something
to do Saturday night while you indulge in shameless nostalgia until
the wee hours at Kevin St. James? Well, join the club!
My wife Sharon and I will be in New York for several days, but the
evening of the reunion she has no plans, and she doesn't really
know anyone in New York to play with. We figure that there will
be other Kokosing spouses in the same boat, and she came up with
the idea that it might be fun to get together with some of them
for dinner and maybe go hear some music or do some other creative
hanging-out. You won't know each other, of course, but you will
all come highly recommended!
We'll be staying in a hotel a few blocks from the restaurant, which
might be a good meeting place. If any of you reading this think
your significant other will also be looking for playmates that evening,
please contact me and we can put you all in touch with each other.
wanted to post a big hello to everyone, since I probably won't be
able to make it to the reunion. I absolutely love the web site and
reconnections being made--thanks to the Kokosing reunion and web
site team. Camp Kokosing is one of those long ago dreams that make
you wonder if it ever really happened. Nobody in my life now can
relate to having such feelings about a camp. Names are etched in
my memory, incidents and times that I'll never forget. I don't know
whether I am the only one to remember friendships or not with the
following folks from the younger crowd (relatively speaking!): Vicky
Moritz, Lidia Szajko, Stephanie Kaplan, Moose (Caroline) Hartshorne,
Kate Horwitz, Keith Berner, Gary Stern, Stu Chaiken, Annie Goldstone,
Sydney Hawkins, Greg Vahanian, Jeff Langholtz, and a million more
in counselors, folks who were friends with my sister Hermine (Amy
Ellenberg and that crowd!!), etc. Times I remember? Raids at night
(to the boys side or meeting at the blacktop), singing camp songs
up at the hall on the hill, special interests guitar/tennis/arts
and crafts/photography, the trampoline, riding/bumping in the back
of the truck, going to Dartmouth for the day, canteen, waiting in
line to make a phone call after dinner, swinging after dinner, playing
cards and mumbly pegs, the last night when everyone was everywhere
all night long, and mostly, the friends, friends, friends. If anyone
is driving by, I'm living north of Pittsburgh, married, 3 kids,
work in the environmental field, busy like everyone else these days
but always have time for an old friend...mainly struggling with
turning 45 this year and having my oldest son starting to drive
and having a girlfriend. Wasn't that just me? Us? Good wishes to
all. PS to Vicky, if you're out there, email me please!
are still looking for accomodations in NY, I can make a suggestion.
There is a building of "service apartments"
on West 73rd Street off Broadway that offers studio and 1- and
2- bedroom apartments for very reasonable prices. Andrea H. checked
them out for me and says they're nice. You don't get the ambience
of a hotel, or hot and cold running staff, but you get a kitchen
and a private bath, and a comfortable place to sleep that's bigger
than your usual NYC hotel room, plus the neighborhood is relatively
quiet and has everything you could want.
See everybody soon! Paul
If you want to book it, go to http://www.yourstay.com/newyork/cp.html.
The property you want to look at is called "Central Park",
although it's not exactly on the park.
|| I was
a camper in 70, 71, 73, & 74, from the Cleveland contingent, thanks
to Don and Claire Rothenberg, along with my brother Brian (68, 70,
71) and sister Laura (now Rifka) (66, 68, 70, 71), and those Berner
boys (Keith and Seth). So many similar memories as have been expressed,
of course, but other things that stick out for me are: idolizing
Josh G., whether on the ski dock, rock climbing (still a passion),
or summitting Mt. Washington and Mt. Mansfield (and always wanting
a pair of those awesome handmade hiking boots); getting to stay
up way past lights out doing stage crew with Warren; missing intensely
the best counselor of all time, Ronnie, who get fired in 1970 for
the one thing that Bill R. would not tolerate or forgive; dueling
at tennis with Steve Schwab; eating on the first shift, and then
busing the tables; bonding with all those really cool guys, and
girls, from New York (who were so much more interesting, serious,
open, affectionate, loving then my so-called friends from the rust
belt); my first kiss, 10 years old at the social; late night snuggling
in the back of the truck on the way home from somewhere; slow dancing
to Wild Horses. I'll be there in April, coming up from DC. What
apologies Peggy. Now that you've mentioned it, I do remember, and
I remember you. So thank you very much for my only live singing
performance. I also remember Max Ogur was in the bunk next to me
(I was 7 he was 6) and hearing him rehearse for Guys and Dolls.
He had a really velvety voiceS S but more I cannot wish you, than
to wish you find your love,S Your own true love one dayS with the
something, AND the something AND THE STRONG, etc, etc, That is the
only time I ever heard that song, but I remember Max singing it.
I hope he chimes and comes to the reunion.
read through all the postings and look at all the pictures on the
web site, memories keep returning. As a counselor for only two summers
- '72 and '73, I don't have the vast memories like those of you
who were there for many years, both as campers and then as counselors,
but my memories of my two summers are of wonderful times with wonderful
people. I taught guitar for those two summers, although, in retrospect,
I was probably only a little bit further advanced than the beginners
that I taught. In spite of this, when I was hired, the Rothenbergs
made me feel like I had a place and a purpose, and as a result,
I had a wonderful time. And yes to whoever asked, there was an after-camp
get-together at my family's house on Long Island in Hempstead. Those
were the days!!
Lastly, the more practical side of me is wondering if there are
any others who will be at the reunion and who will be returning
to Fairfield County by car or on the train Saturday night? I would
love to hear from you. It will be great to see so many of you!
|| A response
to Julie Miller- We did not know each other at Kokosing, as your
last year was '64 and I was a counselor from '72-75. However, I
still think I know you. Were you possibly at Buck's Rock in '65
and/or '66? I was a camper there in '65 and a CIT in '66. If you
are the same Julie Miller, you lived at the time in the West Village-
right off Washington Square. You had shoulder-length straight brown
hair parted on the side, and your family had a riding store- saddles,
boots, etc. Do I possibly have the right person? Don't even ask
me how I remember all this. Oh. Joan Balter will be attending the
reunion and her sister Lucy was also with me (us?) at Buck's Rock
at the same time.
a public thank you to Betty, Andrea and Lonnie and all of the folks
that have made this website and reunion happen. I've loved reading
the messages and seeing names/remembering events from my three summers
at Kokosing (1962-64. Since life has evolved into one big 'Senior
moment' with occasional flashes of (much welcomed) memory, I don't
have lots of specific memories of my time at camp however I do remember
it being one of the seminal experiences of my life up till then.
What I do remember is: the trips - bumping along in the back of
the truck under a tarp in the pouring rain for many hours (life
before litigation was much simpler), portaging canoes (and complaining
loudly), dancing the 'hitchhike' and the madison at the social,
learning to play the guitar (what a gift for a child of the '60's)
and mostly, how my life at home and school felt like something to
be endured between summers when I could go back to Vermont and REALLY
live. I also remember finding out that you didn't have to go down
to the ballfields to "run the bases". I'm not sure whether I will
be attending the reunion, but I did unearth a boxful of memorabilia
when my parents sold their house including several issues of the
Kokosinger from '62 and '64, and my copies of the Kokosing song
books (From Slavery, To Freedom) from which I learned to play so
many great folk songs and I will make sure that they are there.
Lonnie, I remember some kind of color war, the whole camp (even
bunks) was divided into two teams - it was a big multi-age activity,
not terribly competitive (like I would know how to be competitive)
but very consuming - lots of team work, somewhat unifying... big
kids - little kids, all other activities came to a halt. Somehow
I'm thinking three legged relay type races and some other madness
- maybe it was a tale end of the 60's thing, and went out with the
white sox's after the Woodstock era hit Kokosing... do you notice
a major shift in wardrobe after the '69 pictures, the white sox
really needed to go. (my kids think we look like a bunk of geeks,
but what do they know - they think they invented bell bottoms!)
SO: is anyone going to explain Strategy?
very much looking forward to the reunion. Maybe Bill Jr. in his
own way was not sharing That Teen Program w/all. Who knows, could
be one of those "Standards" I may have Dashed away of my own responcibility,
However The Inn would have been a Great location. I seem to recall
there was a really intimate log or wooden structure on that site
in Thetford Cntr where the counselor's could gather and chill-out
during time we were at camp before the campers arrived. Andy Sichel
might lend some factual feedback in that regard. I have some memories
of he & Wendy his sister and perhaps setting up some type of Tea
house Coffee house thing. I remember well borrowing "The Rones"
Car and ,and well we'll share that experience then, lookin forward
as I stated I am really lookin forward to the Reunion. Actually,
a memory has surfaced that perhaps The Teen Program may not have
been or was n ot viable financially, who knows ?
were Kokosing staples before the time of many posting to the site
or coming to the reunion. We all know that they had had color war--by
the achievement signs that were in the Rec hall, but the Rothenbergs
also let that go as part of their vision... "Strategy" was no doubt
something us Kokosingites of the late sixties and seventies missed.
It was "capture the Flag" (which the photos of "fun in game in the
field" no doubt show), taken large and camp-wide. Must have been
terrific. It was a sort of predecessor of the "paint war" extravaganzas
non-Kokosing sorts play today. efforts to revive it after 1968 always
seemed to fail.
there was color war at Kokosing at some point in time, but certainly
not from 1968 on......The idea of continual competition over several
days or a week (as some camps do/did it) seems out of character
for such Kokosing's environment. And....nor do I remember Strategy,
so it too must pre-date 1968.
are still coming to me, jogged by everyone’s writing and photos.
Here’s one that I’m really fuzzy on. Judging from the photos, I
attended camp in 1968 and 1969, but by 1970, I was too old for Kokosing
(15), and looking for another venue. My recollection is that I went
to a teen program that summer that was also run by the Rothenbergs,
but we lived in a building right in Thetford Center. Maybe I am
imagining things. Can anyone confirm this memory? Was anyone else
there? Thanks, Ellie (Ellen) Baker Ellie.email@example.com
remember Strategy either. Must have been before our time. But I
must admit that I am intrigued. Sounds like a game we would have
liked. Maybe we can play on Sunday in Central Park. But Leah, I
don't remember Color War either. I thought Color War was antithetical
to living in peaceful co-existence and that's why we didn't have
them. The camp I went to before Kokosing had Color War and it was
a major event that consumed the camp for a week.
Phillips checking in. (At camp from 1962-1969) My cousin Lisa Ferman
(Goodman) called and told me about the up coming reunion in NY and
about the Kokosing website. I couldn't wait to get on and I've been
on the site for the last 2 hours just about going over everything.
The pictures brought back so many incredible memories. So many familiar
faces that I know in varying degrees but so many people are a part
of a very cherished time in my life. I first came to camp when I
was 8 in 1962 and I believe my last year was in 1969 when I was
a counselor. I have some of my own pictures to forward. Is there
a register that will tell me when I attended? I guess Ronnie might
know. I'm going to try and make it to the reunion because I dont
want to lose the opportunity to see so many of you. I have a trade
show on that weekend in High Point NC which is important so I'm
not 100%. That's it for now. Ill stay in touch
- Todd Phillips, 668 Fox Pond Dr Mt Pleasant SC 29464
(843) 437 0255 firstname.lastname@example.org
- I give, the ol' synapses are just not firing - I remember color
wars, and mudsliding, midnight raids and seat wars on the trampoline
I even remember the computer lab at Dartmouth on Hanover treats
but - What is Strategy? - LR
clued me in to check out the recent message board chatter. Yes I
did play Adelaide in Guys and Dolls. Those are some fond and amazing
memories. It is so wonderful to see postings from friends from so
long ago (i.e., Cookie, Peter, Kate). I haven't spoken to any of
you since the mid 70's. I didn't realize that Kate played the lead
in the musical in '73. I was at Kokosing in '70, '71, '72 and '74.
My "rotten" parents sent me to Paris for the summer of '73 and made
me miss camp. Reading all the commentary brings up so many memories.
Camp had the best apple pie. For years I searched for a crust that
good. I also remember the yummy fried donuts. And helping out shucking
the corn. And mud sliding. And the fact that I never really got
to see the northern lights even though the counselors woke us up
because I didn't take my glasses and it was a big blur.
so much to those of you who have created this connection for so
many of us, to our formative years. Because of your e-mail list
I have found some of my long lost friends - and been able to reminisce
about all kinds of things which I couldn't possibly publicize here
on the message board. But Lisa Ferman and I could once again giggle
about so many "firsts"! David Aptaker, I think you were among one
of those. John Vena reminded me of a secret word we had, which as
I said to him "had me smiling from ear to ear" when I read it in
his e-mail to me. Nancy Donner and I remembered the full name of
one of our most favorite hysterical Kokint friends: Wanda Yvonne
Shirley Valaria Dolores Gretchen Hall. Laurie Wolkoff (Levine) and
I have been in touch all these years, but this gave us incentive
to plan to meet (along with my sister Susan) and go to the reunion
together. And Warren...although we've seen each other intermittently
over over the last 30 years (yikes!), it will be great to rekindle,
if only for a few hours...some of those all consuming, impressionable
moments from those crazy and wonderful adolescent days. Maybe it
will help me to understand my own exasperatingly complex 13 year
old son a bit better.
I have often thought of Kokosing as a kind of Shangra La, and all
these memories have made it so real again. It's so much a part of
who I am now...I was the little curly/frizzy haired girl who loved
performing in all the dance recitals (always took dance as a "Special
Interest") and then I became the "Dance Counselor". Later I became
a dancer in real life...now I teach it at Vassar College. But it
all started at Kokosing (went there on and off from '65 - '73).
I love reading how so many others of you feel the same. Can't wait
to see you all.
P.S. Does anyone remember Charlene Trentacosta - a beautiful southern
belle who was my co-counselor one year? How about my sister's friend,
Sue Ornati? One more
P.S. - Amy Ellenberg - I've been trying to teach my daughter "Oh
Music, Thou Most Lovely Art" for the last few years, but she hasn't
quite gotten the hang of the harmony yet.
Larry, so great what you wrote....so funny that
i had to put them on the message board.....so real, it's a miracle
we survived! good laughing........here's my favorite of your memories:
...The panic of seeing Bob Spano putting the tow
bar around his neck – “look, Ma, no hands” – while I was driving
the ski boat. Jeff Lawin imitating a torpedo being pulled through
the water by the ski boat because he didn’t let go after falling
Read the rest of Larry's piece in the Writing
reason this is the name that popped up in my memory as the person
who played Adelaide: Joy Schneer. Am I right, Peggy? By the way...I
still remember my one line from "Gypsy" in the small yet flawlessly
acted role of Renee the maid. I hauled Gypsy's (Kate Horowitz')
cow head off the wall and told her "Your press agent is here with
the photographer." As you said, can't remember what happened this
morning... but I remember that.
Shushan remembers and confesses in the Writing
trying to find Vicky Moritz: The LA Times reporter that Peggy mentioned
in her posting has probably heard from enough of us by now, as has
a Vicky Moritz in Ironton, Ohio. Apparenly neither is the right
one. If anyone has a lead, how about if just one person follows
up? I'd be happy to do so if you want to pass the information on
to me at email@example.com.
Thanks and can't wait to see everyone next month.
Meyer, who you mention in your post, was the son of my parents friends
Howard and Sylvete Meyer, who turned us on to Kokosing in the mid
60's. Sylvete gave me a box of oil pastels when I was as about 6,
with which I was very impressed and I still cherish - I only remember
their kids (Jonathan & Steve?) as being very big, very cool
& very grown up...
A very close friend of both lisa & I's requested
I write A LITTLE SOMETHING for Bill Jr's unveiling, I felt it
appropriate to be shared through this Medium.
We were younger then:
The standards we chose to live up to we may have felt were hard
to achieve, we had great Mentors and the standards have been passed
on to us. I will always be extrememely grateful for
the opportunities to be graced with those Standards.
Biil Jr. lived up to Bill Sr's. He passed them on to us.
I am humbled by many things, and just by being
able to appreciate that humility as a standard is a wonderful
thing. We all have been touched and encouraged, to be a statement
of a wonderful man's achievement of sharing himself with us all.
wonderful to be remembered so much as the guy who could do anything
musical (although now we have machines to do that, as the joke goes),
but I can't take credit where credit is not due. Peggy and I have
been wracking (wrecking?) our brains to solve this little puzzle,
and she finally did it: I did NOT play the piano for Guys & Dolls
in 1972, although I was at camp the night of the show and worked
with Barry on the parody lyrics. (That Hatch's song remains one
of my personal greatest artistic achievements...and I've played
Carnegie Hall!) The music guy that summer was a very talented Canadian
fellow named Errol Gay, who went on to significant fame as a conductor
-- Google his name if you're interested. That summer I was just
there for a weeklong visit. I got recruited for a number of activities,
and may have done some coaching for the show, but I honestly don't
remember. (I was actually fairly miserable the whole week, but that's
another story.) I do remember the show was wonderful. See you soon,
several new pieces in the Writing Gallery
where I am posting longer more narrative segments.
I was thrilled to hear about the Kokosing reunion,
although I am not yet sure if I can come. It was such a formative
time for me my first real education and independence. Im
sending some old B&W photos that I took and developed in the
Kokosing dark room in 69. One of the photos has a lovely
view of the grounds and the lake in the background. God, it was
beautiful there. Another is Wendy Hollander reading in a little
clearing we found in the woods back behind the library. I remember
feeling like it was a holy place. I think she was reading Damian
by Hermann Hesse.
I didnt see Rima Stromberg or Eddie Cohn
(Cohen?) on either the missing or found lists. Does anyone know
where they are?
I remember that trip down the Saint Lawrence River,
too complete with the terror that we might get hit by a
ship. I wish I could remember who was in my canoe. I remember
that the boys found a pair of girls underpants, and the
teasing, whispers, and embarrassment about menstruation. I also
recall first kisses, camp socials, ballroom dancing with one of
the counselors, curly hair that was suddenly in, bell
bottom pants, bikini bathing suits with under wire bras (and my
chagrin at being too flat-chested to wear one), the moon landing,
skinny dipping at night, bouncing around on hay in the back of
the truck on camp trips (as my children compulsively buckle their
seat belts today, I am astonished when I think back to that time),
raiding the boys cabin at night, the mess hall, the flag pole,
the camp newspaper (the Kokosinger?) with a page full of tantalizing
love speculations (e.g., EC + RS), swimming across the lake to
pass my boating test. I am both sad and relieved that my children
will not have the same kind of experience my older daughter
is 13 now -- the age I was at Kokosing. The freedom and lack of
adult supervision (the counselors were just kids, too) boggles
my parental mind today. And yet I loved every minute of my time
there and wept to leave at the end of each summer. Kokosing definitely
left an imprint.
I do hope I can make it to the reunion so that
I can get help awakening more memories
Note: Ellie's photos will be posted in the near
most of those who have written in are younger than I am, and attended
Kokosing after I did, the similarity of our memories are uncanny.
My involvements in the civil rights and peace movements were born
at Kokosing, as was my longterm love of theater. So many wonderful
friends, (especially Jane Bjoze who found me after 40 years and
directed me here!), and very special times. My first musical theater
role was Aunt Nettie in "Carousel"(1960, I believe). Steve Sugar
played Billy, Wendy Orzack was Julie, I think Judy Schub was Carrie,
and thats about all I can remember at the moment. Anybody else out
there who remembers the production of "Thieve's Carnival" that we
did and the audience of about 5 we performed for in a barn somewhere
in rural Vermont? (cast included Peter Knobler,Jonathan Meyer, Susan
Orzack, Paul Bluestone.) It is great to see names of people coming
to the reunion from my era - Paul Bloom, Richard (don't you mean
"Richie!") Ross, Susan Orzack, Peter Knobler, Julie Spain, Steve
Sugar and Jane Bjoze, of course. It will be so great to see everyone.
to thank, Donna for her recent posting and including memories of
my sister, camper, counselor, Carol Schachner, who spent some of
her happiest days of her (only) 50 years there. Donna also mentioned
via email to me that she had heard '"rumors" of a relative and others
putting together a Non-profit fundraising plan (in early stages)
to buy back the properties Kokosing and Thoreau and delist them
from the Dartmouth College listings for commercial developers or
entrepreneurs (not that there's anything essentially wrong with
that or them!) It's just that we want to maintain "choices" for
our Kokosing and Thoreau camper and counselor families and for their
families. The process of getting a fundraising strategic plan together
is indeed underway in VT via indigenous local roots contacts and
networks, but there will be no results to share for many many months.
I do want to thank the following people for the initial inertia
for getting this goal specific network together to run forward in
VT: Ronnie R. (of course!), Lonnie Beer for her work on the Reunion
and the website- the starting point for all the above; Alex Schub,
Rena Bonne, and others too many to name (sounds like the Oscars
tonight). I hope to pledge and keep you all posted on these developments
right before the reunion, since some Westcoasters like myself cannot
be in for it. Donna, special thanks again-you were on Carol's mind
in her retrospective of the greatness and spirit of KO-KO-SING!
Jeffrey Schachner (thru 1967)
been keeping up with all the postings on this website recently until
tonight and was overwhelmed with all the memories! All the names
and experiences were springing back. I especially wanted to thank
Debbie Kaplan for her narrative on the canoe trip on the St. Lawrence.
That was quite the trip. I have that exact memory except I could
not remember for the life of me who was in that canoe that made
the ship turn like that! So thanks for filling that part in for
me. I remember watching it all happen from the other side of the
river and wondering how did they make that big ship do that?! And
then thinking "Oh oh, someone's gonna get in big trouble!" I was
in the canoe with Jim Greeves, the canoe counselor. I have no recollection
how I got in his canoe, but boy was I lucky. Not only was he the
cutest counselor at camp that year, but also, he knew where all
the currents were on that river and I remember coasting along, at
times barely paddling, and eating pop tarts (which were like gold
back then) which were stored in our canoe! Best wishes to you all.
apologies Peggy. Now that you mention it I do remember you. It's
funny how someone elses memory can jog our own. It's in your brain
it just needs some light shed on it. I also remember Max Ogur rehearsing
for his part in the adjacent bunk to mine. He had a pretty good
voice as I remember "But more I cannot wish you, than to wish you
find your love… your own true love one day… with the something and
the something… I hope we can find him and he chimes in with his
Wolkoff Levine - Yes I remember that canoe trip! The third passenger
in the canoe was Jane Sabre, who actually was a friend of mine from
the-rest-of-the-year. I *think* I was on that trip as well. Everything
in that capsized canoe was lost, including all the clothing for
the three people plus some supplies. This was early in the 5- or
6-day trip, maybe the first full day of paddling. I believe my father,
Dick Rothenberg, played some role in that unfortunate event, showing
up as soon as possible from Camp with replacement supplies. I believe
Dick stayed with the canoe trip the rest of the way, to assure the
rattled campers (and probably counselors too!). Your brother Mike
was an excellent canoeist as I recall, which is why he was put in
the stern with Bernie and Jane, neither of whom were terribly canoe-savvy.
We had some bad waves on that day of the trip (but...WHERE WAS IT?
Thousand Islands? St. Lawrence Seaway to Quebec?) but your brother's
canoe was the only one to actually capsize, thankfully. As I recall,
the remainder of the canoe trip went very smoothly and we had fabulous
weather and a great time. -- , IntFingers@aol.com
you are absolutely right. I've been wracking my brain. I could picture
her singing but couldn't but a name on it. It was Joy Schneer who
was the "poyson who developed a cold" waiting for love in all the
wrong places. I think that was the part I wanted. I have to admit
she was good.
are along the lines of Lonnie's . I too thought I would break down
the racial barrier and become the First Black Adelaide. I too got
the ole stand by of my voice was not strong enough. I ended up being
one of Adelaide's Hat Box girls..... and loved the experience. I
also remember not sure if poor Paul Lehrman does my own vision of
being the Next great American Idol. I hounded that poor man to hear
my wonderful singing voice. Lying in wait for him to drag him to
the piano so he could hear the next great Carly Simon. I know ,
I know I was delusional but damn it I heard myself singing in the
shower and I know I was good. Paul unlike Simon on the show was
extremely kind and told me with work ( I think it was Lot's of work
) I could be good. I am sure the man breathed a sigh of relief to
finally have me cease stalking him. When ever I have a few minuets
free I love going to the Kokosing site and reliving it all over
again. I think back and realize what wonderful people the Rothenberg's
were to create an environment for children of such different backgrounds
and racial differences to meld together with out any incidences
that I can recall of disharmony.
Lisa et al, I've been in touch with Greg and we'll probably be there.
I am very much lookin forward to spending some quality time with
Y'all. It is very important to me to share some time with Y'all,
Kokosing has been a very evident memory to me. considering how much
the Flow of my life has lead me to be there or be square. Hello
Josh, How's Amy, Wendy, you. Chris Vena I am lookin forward to being
in touch. Anyone in touch with Phil Omla, I think that's the way
it's spelled. Rachel young person then who was an early entrepreneur
in stuffed Dolls I think. Rosanne Somerson and her Brother Michael
need to have my E_mail address a must..............and for the record
anyone chooses to contact me feel free ,,,,,,,,,,Please anytime,
anyway....................Hm Ph. 954-984-5147 have a machine firstname.lastname@example.org..............later
P.S. I will always Remeber ZAPPA the Sheep Farmer Ralph let us have
as a kinda Pet Sheep.............Hey Josh try to control the laughter
- a rather short list for those on the otherside, I must say later
to Grover & Doris, seeya Y'all soon
all the plays from camp they were yesterday. I sing all the songs
in the shower constantly. Since I lived in Philadelphia and didn't
get to Broadway too much, those camp productions were my first experience
with theater. I remember the acting as being superb. I wanted the
lead in Guys and Dolls so badly and was so crushed when I didn't
get it. Peggy said my voice was too low and gave me a small part
to soothe my bruised ego. But I learned all the words and could
have been an understudy for every part in the show. I still think
of Danny Kaplan's Nathan Detroit as the definition of Nathan. The
play was perfectly cast, except maybe I should have had a bigger
part. I've long since gotten over the disappointment. My daughter
tells me that the choir director at her school "hates altos" and
won't give her the lead in any musicals, even though she has a lovely
voice. I have sympathy, of course. Evidently we are a new class
of the disabled, those who are soprano-challenged. I also remember
A Funny Thing Happened...Gypsy, Oliver, the list goes on and on.
OK; I remembered a choral leader guy that worked
on the songs for that show-- and having just checked out the Adam
Nussenbaum report in the Final Kokosinger that year--yes I have
them from the years I was there, and most of the all-joke "crazy
issues" too--the guy's name was Errol Gay (from Toronto)
--and "his girlfriend June helped".
I've been trying to figure out who WAS Adelaide from a full page
of cast "quotable quotes" we printed in there--but it's
no help on THAT matter. And then I found the full review page.
There we go: It was Joy Schneer! Bobby Spano was Nicley Nicely.
And then there's also this:
The kids in Bunk 9 want to eat, but the food that
we got ain't meat...
There's a lock on the fruit cellar door, and the cornbarn's no
good any more..
The refrigerator's loaded with food--but leftover noodles don't
won't hit the spot, And trying not to be rude, the back of Bill's
cabin's too hot.
So now off to Post Mills we go, but who's ot the car we don't
But it's good old reliable Hatch's
Hatch's, Hatch's Hatch's light lunch.
If you'e looking for grinders, they'll sell you a few..
Even if the meat is cold it's better than stew.
Yes it's good old reliable Hatch's; it's only just a short jaunt,
To the closest established, open-late evenings, food joint in
There are hungry campers everywhere, everywhere;
there are hungry campers everywhere.
And an awful lot of lettuce on the grinders you can get us, there.
(If we only had a lousy little buck, we could
have our roast beef rare.)
Where's the cold cuts? Where's the fries?
Gotta have some fries for our gollies and dies.
It's the closest established, open-late evening, food joint in
(Now does THAT ring a few bells?)
confused, Francis. Was it Sybil or Margo Taylor who was in Purlie
with you? I think it was Sybil. If so, who was Margo? Yikes! A few
additions to my last post- Paul Lehrman did do the music for "Guys
and Dolls". I remember him sitting at the piano effortlessly transposing
keys for singers who couldn't reach notes. I remember trying to
teach Bob Spano- Nicely Nicely- the difference between dreamed and
dreamt in his solo of "Sit Down You're Rockin' the Boat". Betty
Lehrman was also an assistant that year and I'm thrilled to read
that she is now teaching theatre. Memories of Leslie Green, Carin
Thall, and Beth Goldstone as the strippers in Gypsy still make me
laugh. I think it was Keith Berner who played Christopher Robin
in Winnie the Pooh, done on the Library steps. I remember that the
sets for The Wizard of Oz were all made out of cardboard boxes and
that Vicky Moritz played a very wicked Wicked Witch. By the way,
I googled her name and a Victoria Moritz comes up as a reporter
for the L.A. Times. Could that be her and will someone check?
I have been reading everyone's entries for the last few weeks and
decided it was time to send something. I remember it all as if it
were yesterday… the canoe trip on the Connecticut river (I was in
the middle between Jojo Cohen and Jeff Willick and we didn't capsize!)),
that terrible truck that we all loved and would never let our children
go on today, mud slides and raids in the boys bunk line, my first
kiss on the water ski dock, Doris waking us up on those cold mornings,
Doug and Peggy's wedding, Josh meeting Sally, horse riding in the
mountains, being a stripper with Leslie Green in "Guys and Dolls",
playing the lead in "Gypsy", "Oklahoma", walking down to the little
shop at the bottom of the hill with Hermine, trips into Hanover,
the tri-state tournament, fabulous music and friends I will never
forget. I was so excited when I received my e-mail. I have spent
lots of time looking at photos some of which make me laugh, others,
like the one of Dena Fliegel, make me cry. My children don't believe
it is really me in the photos.(I am not sure I believe it is really
me in the photos either!) We were so lucky to have shared all that
wonderful time together. I will try to send some photos of my family
this week since I have loved seeing everyone else's. I live in London
and did not think I would be able to come to the reunion. However,
the more I read, the more determined I am to get there. I am going
to tell work I have a very important family function that weekend
so if all goes well, I will come to NY for a quick 48 hours. The
opportunity seems too good to miss. I hope to see you all in April
Weiner Smith, the great director of all of those great Kokosing
stage productions. Yes I remember playing Purlie Victorious with
Margo Taylor (thanks to Sybil Taylor for helping me with my lines
and who was also in that production). I remember getting to camp
that year, and you immediately approached me and said "Have I got
a role for you!" I forget who played Gitlo, though. Who else was
in that production?
Now I feel I have to jump in. Peter, I thoroughly enjoyed your memories
of "Guys and Dolls", but you have your facts mixed up a bit. It
was, indeed, the big musical in 1972, but I was the director- in
my first year at camp, brought in by Andy Greenhouse (my best friend
in college) to replace the English guy who couldn't make it that
year. I will be forever grateful to Andy (still a dear friend),
as that's when I met Doug and many of you out there were present
at our wedding after the '73 season, so camp has always stayed in
my heart. We're going on 32 years, by the way. But I digress. Nancy
and Janet were my assistants in Drama that year, and was I lucky
to have them! Barry Mazor gave up all his free time to help, and
Warren and John built great sets. Did Paul L. do the music for the
show? I can't recall. Gladys in the office worked on costumes. Remember
her? The cast...wonderful, dear Dena Fleigel was Sara Brown, Tom
Feigelson was Harry the Horse, Adam Nussbaum was Sky Masterson,
Danny Kaplan was Nathan Detroit, and of course, Peter Darnell as
Benny Southstreet. Max Ogur was Arvide...Who played Adelaide? I
forget. It's amazing how I can recall all this. I can't remember
what I had for dinner last night. I absolutely loved doing plays
at camp. I was a nervous wreck,usually, and how Barry, Warren and
I didn't burn the rec hall down with our chain smoking throughout,
I cannot imagine. Just dumb luck, I guess. Other memorable performances:
dear brilliant Jeff Willick as Curly in "Oklahoma" (was there anything
he couldn't do well?) Kate Horowitz and Stephanie Gibson in "Gypsy",
Gary Willick in "Bye, Bye Birdie", Francis Harris and Margo Taylor
in "Purlie Victorious"...so many plays to remember and I apologize
for leaving anyone out. I wish I had pictures beyond what was in
the yearbooks. I really look forward to seeing you all again in
April and comparing the memories in my head with the current reality.
I'm still teaching high school theatre arts and am set to retire
next year. Whew! Time flies, hey? In another post I'll speak of
the experience of being the token female staff member on two Connecticut
River canoe trips. Oboy...(NEVER share a tent with Robbie Lawin!)
are there 100 of us? we can all mortgage our homes, sell our Harley's...
what's that - 23K each. -
Seniors (either 1972 or 1973) does anybody remember going to a Bonnie
Raitt concert at the University of Vermont during either of those
years? And Peter Darnell, I believe you are correct. I remember
the day that you and Rick gave me photo and you said that you took
it. Over the years, some of my friends have said that the photographer
was kneeling on the ground, and that's why it looks like I'm so
high up. Also, the recent photo posted that shows the campers on
the green truck, is the lower seniors of 1970. How many of you are
many old friends! Rick Weisfeld found me and turned me on to this
Janet, Nancy, Arlo- you forget to mention Guys and Dolls in '72-
I was Benny Southstreet… 'Whats playin' at the Roxie, … I'll tell
ya whats playin at the Roxie… Guy siting around something or other
something or other… thats what's playin' at the Roxie… Janet and
Nancy- thanks for giving this small, skinny, scared, twig of a boy
a chance to sing—a great memory for me, I still occasionally drive
my wife crazy breaking into full chorus and she can't believe i
still remember (most of) it. Our lives are really not about theatre
anymore. I was also in "The Odd Couple that year—that guy Nancy
and Janet brought in from France? England? helped a lot Wow, Gary
Golding (ever hear from Steve Wollman?), Josh, Bruce Sklar, Ellen
Bovarnick, Cookie Feeman, Francis Harris— I have clear, fond, great
memories of all of you (Francis- I think I took that great picture
of you leaping to to tip the ball at center court at the start of
a basketball game. Rick Weisfeld is claiming credit though. We were
both Kokosinger photographers (right Barry?). One thing I do remember
like it was yesterday —playing a pick up one-on- one game with you
one afternoon. I had the ball at the foul line, faked a jump shot,
which you jumped to block, and I went in for a lay up and scored.
Of course that was the only basket I made the entire game. One move
was about the beginning and end of my basketball skill. I think
I was about 4' 8" tall and weighed about 100 lbs (maybe). I was
so happy I scored against the basketball star of camp! Arlo- remember
Josh singing the Monster Mash? But of course Paul Lehrman and the
band and that rendition of Wild Horses, stayed with me for a long,
long time. …There's still time brother… Hope to see many faces at
talked to Dan Senecal, the owner of the Kokosing land. He wants
2.3 million dollars for it. He's bought land over the years to add
to the original camp so the property is now 400 pristine acres with
alot of newly renovated buildings. I'm shaking out my son's piggy
bank but coming up a little short.
Click this link to see aclassified
ad for the former Kokosing land for sale.
The ad is dated Oct. 12 but I believe it's still
available. I had a dream/fantasy about this a few months ago -
buying it and turning it into a primitive timeshare of sorts,
keeping the buildings as they are although repairing what was
needed. Hiring a few key "counselors." Kind of like a "family
camp" I guess. Oh do I wish my husband and I were millionaires....
Can we do something? Can we save this place before a developer
turns it into condos? Donna Rothenberg Savage Kensington, Maryland
interesting how many people remember all the canoe trips we took
during our time at Kokosing. Does anyone remember the 1965 canoe
trip where my brother Michael Wolkoff saved his counselor Bernie
Parsoff and another camper? Can't wait to see everyone in April.
room you are thinking about was called the Club Room. It was a few
steps up from the ground and it was located on the side of the Mess
hall opposite the Kitchen. -
that photo, Barry. As I recall, The Den was the place on the side
of the Mess Hall (other side than the tennis courts), a small room,
I think you had to walk down stairs, but I'm not sure, where counselor's
sometimes hung out, played guitar and sang, etc. (P.S. - Please
check out Debbie's memories
in the Writing Gallery)
not completely sure - but I think it is the back end of the "guest
house" where the laundry room is/was. The Guest house had been used
by TIV as a staff building - This looked like the back door - but
I'm not too sure. - Leah
must have gotten reconfigured over the years, lost, or something.
What was "The Den" And what building is that?" (See
photo gallery - photo 219)
I had my first boyfriend: Woody Klein. He was a year older, 5 inches
shorter and I don't want to admit how many pounds lighter than I
was. We were "couple of the year" in the Kokosinger; I
think we were the only camper couple to last all summer. He was
a very funny, bright, sweet guy.
We kept in touch for a few years, and then lost track of each other.
With the reunion coming up, I tried to find him again. I did a Google
search, and there was a hit on the Hampshire College Alumni section
- in memoriam. Here's the e-mail they sent me:
I am sorry to report that the Heywood Klein listed ... is the same
Heywood Klein that you knew in 1969-70. Woody died in a car accident
in January of 1984.... a memorial scholarship was established by
his parents for students at Hampshire College and it is an active
scholarship program twenty some odd years later.
- Betty Lehrman
to Jeff Schachner's posting on 1/22 (which I'm just now reading),
yes I very much remember Carol, and you as well. My vision of Carol
is her being all-around really good at whatever she did, including
being a friend. Tennis and baseball come to mind specifically, and
my recollection includes Carol's warm personality and wonderful
smile. I do remember seeing Carol's name on an awards plaque or
two; she certainly deserved it/them. I am indeed sorry for your
Although I had nothing to do with their demise
(sometimes stuff just happens), I so regret that those awards
plaques no longer exist. To win such a Kokosing award was a recognition
of individual excellence that, as adults, we don't get much -
and I know it meant a great deal to those who succeeded in garnering
those awards to be so recognized in front of their camper friends
at the end of a wonderful summer. It was also inspiring (at least
to me!) to see the history of Kokosing's excellent campers as
chronicled on those boards.
- Donna Rothenberg Savage, Kensington, MD
so much for contacting me. I nearly had a heartattack when I saw
the message subject heading. I have searched the net from time to
time to find out anything about the camp, to no avail until now
getting your email. The experience at Kokosing was very important
to me and to some degree and required some painful adjustments.
My parents always blamed the camp for my subsequent develpments
(spaced out avantgarde artist). My mother, till the day she died
used to say "Gerry, it's that camp we sent him to".
I have been living for more than twenty years in Europe, mostly
in Berlin, and I'm married and have a 1 and 3/4 year old child.
I have been living as a minimal music composer and as a visual artist
for the past thirty years. Looking at the website has opened a flood
of memories and some tears, partially triggered by recognizing a
few names on the list.
I would love to come to the reunion, but it's hard to say now since
I live so far away. I am currently in the middle of moving within
Berlin (we moved on Wednesday and I am opening boxes as I write
this) and have to leave next week for Frankfurt for an exhibition
at the Jewish Museum there. But I will start to collect my thoughts
and will try to contribute to the website, and will determine if
I could make it to New York as soon as possible (sorry but I might
need some weeks to decide about this) - Arnold Dreyblatt
everyone has read Josh Gillenson's
letter to Bill. It captures my feelings, and those of all of
us, better than I might have been able to express.
The first time I spoke to Bill was when he came to our home one
spring, to talk to me, my brother Bob and my Mom about Kokosing.
I was 15, accustomed to city life in the summer, and not all that
sure that I wanted to spend 6 weeks in the wilds of Vermont. Bill
showed us slides from Camp, and otherwise persuaded us to give it
a try. His last words for me that day were, "okay Stevie, I'll
see you this summer."
To Bill, from that moment on, I was Stevie Presberg.
As most of us learned during our Kokosing summers, one of the amazing
things about Bill - and a source of comfort and reassurance to all
of Kokosing-dom - was Bill's consistent view that all obstacles
could be overcome. Bill's refrain was simply, "there's no problem"
- which was generally his response to virtually any obstacle brought
to his attention. Long after our Kokosing summers had ended, I had
one last opportunity to relish this confidence and optimism.
It was the last time I spoke to Bill, and it must have been ten
years ago (give or take two or three). I called him seeking advice
for a problem confronting a close friend. We had exhausted virtually
every resource, when I remembered that to Bill Rothenberg, nothing
was unresolvable. Well, as I would have predicted, Bill prefaced
his advice with the standard, "there's no problem" and
proceeded to offer sage advice. His last words for me that day were,
"okay Stevie Presberg, take care."
Steve "Stevie" Presberg
to your notes, Arlo & Andrea, my recollection of the trip you
mention here is that we were paddling the Richelieu (sp) River en
route to Montreal. We put in on St. Albans Bay,VT and were intending
to reach the big city up north. We spent two days on the right bank
after futile attempts to make headway. From what Andrea writes,
I guess you guys didn't mind hanging out....
I was also fortunate enough to be counselor(as
Barry Mazor correctly remembers) on another ill-fated trip that
got blown down: the Allagash. However, the only canoe I remember
losing was one that came loose from the trailer and was hit by
a truck. We came back to camp where Bill gave us a replacement
and we were back on the road. This trip took place after camp
was officially over, and we were blown off Eagle Lake in the early
stages of the trip. I have always wanted to go back and finish
that trip, but never have.
Of course there were many SUCCESSFUL trips and
they are all cherished memories. I am looking forward to reliving
them at the April reunion. In the meantime, I'd love to hear from
any of you who made those trips because I do not remember exactly
who the counselors and campers were who made up the canoes.
Thanks. Gary (Golding)
Memories...so many memories. As I read through
all the various posting so much that I thought were made up memories
seem to be recalled by others that I realize I am not going entirely
senile nor having just another senior moment. And the pictures
are wonderful also, I only wish I had some of my negatives or
pictures to forward that would fill in some more of the gaps unfortunately
they seem to have been lost over time. I am glad to see posting
of some of the photos that I believe I was responsible for or
maybe they could be Andy Parretts. I am so grateful for all of
those of you who have put the time and effort in tracking down
everyone and putting this all together. I think I was lucky enough
to stop by and find Thoreau about 4 years ago on my way up to
a college reunion and left my name in a guest book, where I saw
many names and believed that would be the last time I would see
them. For all of you who have mentioned socials, canteen, the
rec hall, concerts, hiking up to the top of Mt. Washington, canoeing,music
, plays, Montreal pan handling, Van Cortland Park preunions (yes
they were there) and after camp reunions in Hempstead at someone's
house I think named Lisa (Kertzner - DK), Old Homes Day and someone
buying a contraption to cook hot dogs in the bunk which I think
were stored in the back of the toilet along with soda, yes we
were nasty counselors doing things campers could not while we
watched the northern lights, and so many more. I look forward
to seeing everyone and deciding where we will hold our next Town
Joseph A. Popper
check out two wonderful pieces of writing that came in earlier today
from Gina Gold and Josh
Gillenson. Josh brought some wonderful winter photos taken at
Kokosing / Thoreau-In-Vermont this past weekend which I will post
over the weekend along with about 40 others that have come in over
the past 10 days.
looking through the photos (checking to see if mine have arrived
safely) and I come across this one and I say who the bloody
hell is that? (I really
did!) Id fallen into the trap of expecting people to look
exactly as I remember them over 30 years ago! The caption says Paul
Lehrman and I say never!! Im expecting to
see someone with long hair, straggly beard, wild eyes, cowboy hat
come to think of it, and on reflection,
you dont look THAT much different, Paul!! (Its the musical
instrument which fooled me!)
Ive still got all my negatives and contact
prints from those days: difficult to send any more for the gallery
as I dont have a darkroom now, or a neg. scanner. Ive
a grand one of you, John Vena, all hair and muscles, lifting what
look frighteningly heavy weights! (Sudden
vision of JV and Warren Austerer in matching red/white T shirts.
Was the caption Gruppo Grande or something?)
Ive just been looking through those contact
pics. 1971 was certainly a dramatic summer. Not only
was there Oliver, but also The Odd Couple and Peter Pan (the younger
campers?) In PP I can see that Mark Zeisler was Hook and Stuart
Chaiken was a lost boy (not type cast Im sure!),
but who was it that played Peter? (small chap with glasses
very talented as I recall).
I hadnt known that the Kokosing site is
still used as a camp I just knew it had closed and been
sold (when was that?) Ive had a look at the Thoreau website
and I think I can recognise a few locations from the photos theyve
fondly remember that canoe trip Jeffrey! we had a blast in that
rec room dancing and hanging out...i think the song "hitchin a ride"
must have played over and over....we slept in small 2 man pup-tents
and leslie green, danny and i cuddled together in one....my memory
is vague about the details but the little that i do remember remains
so strong because i felt content and close to people - a wonderful
thing to feel....i was hoping someone else would remember enough
to write about it - i couldn't....indeed it was a great trip....can't
remember what year it was though - maybe 1970....anyway, thanks,
jeffrey, for the memory.
Hi Janet and Leah: The Oliver production was in
1971. Seth Berner played Oliver, Jeff Baulknight was Bill Sykes,
Danny Kaplan was the Artful Dodger…come to think of it, I think
that there were as many campers and counselors, like Gary Golding,
in the show, on stage, as there were in the audience. Max Ogur
and Deana Fleagle were the heads of the orphanage. Our director
was Guy, from England. I think he was only there one summer.
Nancy and Janet, you made those shows so
much fun. Thank-you for your kindness and enthusiasm.
Which summer was it that a bunch of us canoed on the St. Lawrence
River and eventually got hit by a storm that left us stranded
at a Canadien camp for a few days? None of us spoke French and
none of them spoke English. But we hung out in their rec facility
and danced for a couple of days until someone came to get us.
Henry Pope and Jonny Frank…help me out.
been great to read all the recollections of Kokosing. As I've read
all the postings, one thing has jumped out at me: although some
memories are crystal clear (Canteen; receiving packages; waterskiing;
the quarter mile test; "Wild Horses"), others are so hazy that more
than one person has questioned whether he or she really is remembering
an actual event, or just imagining it. I can add to this: for example,
I have a "memory" of Brian Smith wearing surgical scrubs that had
"leftover" blood on them. Am I completely insane? Did this really
happen? Another one - my counselor, Sushila, from India - why do
I think that she was to enter into an arranged marriage upon her
return to India? It's frustrating! One thing I do remember is that
there was an off-season get together in Riverdale one winter, either
after the summer of '73 or '74. These days, whenever I drive down
the Henry H udson Parkway into the city, I still recognize the building
where it was held, and I do remember how exciting and strange it
was to see everyone in such a completely different context.
Nancy Donner mentioned her autographed pillowcase from the final
social in 1973 - I still have mine as well! Some of the signatures
are a complete mystery, such as this from a bunkmate: "Despite all
the fights, we still had a great summer." What the heck was that
about?? I guess we 11 years olds mixed it up a few times that summer,
but I'll be darned if I can recall anything specific.
Does anyone out there remember Lark Ginsberg (not sure of the spelling
of her last name - Ginsburg? Ginzberg?)? Judging from my old photos,
we were good friends one summer ('74?), and I believe that same
summer, someone in my bunk had a pet skunk named Oreo (whose scent
glands had been removed, of course!).
I enjoyed reading Francis Harris' story of how he was introduced
to Kokosing by his school principal - my niece is currently a student
at St. Ann's. Also in the "small world" department - Andy Parrett
mentions in his bio that one of his daughters worked in Ridgefield,
CT one summer - well, I live in Ridgefield, so that, too, brought
I've got many more Kokosing memories, mostly small and simple in
nature, but wonderful nonetheless: making lanyards, lying on my
bed after lunch reading my mail, the awe of visiting my sister Lisa
in the CIT cabin, skimming my fingertips on the water's surface
while waterskiing, developing my first photo in the darkroom. The
list goes on and on. Thanks to the organizers of this reunion for
letting these memories rise to the top once again.
Leah, there was a production of Oliver before '72, maybe '70? Nancy
Donner played Nancy, Arlo played Fagin, Tony Gleicher played the
rich bloke who adopts Oliver. I'm not sure I remember who played
Oliver.... Keith Berliner, maybe?! Among other things, I also remember
eagerly attending the James Taylor concert, mistakenly expecting
James Brown (but not unhappy with my mistake!) Do you all realize
many more of us would STILL be connected and/or best of friends
if we'd had the availability of IM the way our kids do today?! They
are very lucky to have that technology available to them. But, you
may also realize, because the school year activities often impact
the kids' summer schedules, they often don't have the opportunity
to spend 1 or 2 months away at camp, the way we did. Times have
changed! See you in April! - Jan
My brother David and I were at Kokosing from 1958 to 1963. One summer,
Ronnie Rothenberg and I were sweethearts, but my last year I was
the Arts and Crafts counselor and met, and then married the next
June, Harry Bird, who was conveniently the Shop counselor. Altho
the marriage only lasted 4 years we have two fabulous children,
Kelvy Bird (aged 38) and Matthew Bird (age 37). Both went to Kokosing
for one summer in the 70's, didn't love it the way I had, and went
on to fall in love with other summer programs.
Five years ago, while working at The Churchill School in NYC I remet
Julie Miller, who had been one of my campers, and Andrea Hirshman
and we've reminisced every time we ran into each other at school.
I've already reconnected with many of my buddies from my wonderful
Kokosing years and I'm looking forward to seeing everyone in April.
For a brief moment I thought I'd marry Steve Sugar and be the only
Kokosinger to have married TWO guys from camp, but he wasn't the
slightest bit interested in helping me get into the Guinness Book
Thanks for your enthusiasm and taking the time to set up the photos
- LOVE looking at them. And here are a few more. [DK: which will
be posted soon.] Somewhere I have many more bunk pictures but as
I've just moved from NYC to Providence RI it may take me a carton
or two to find them. All best. nicky
Barry - as the Art Teacher - I have lunch duty 3 days a week, when
it is too cold we watch movies - we've been watching Oliver - I
had to wonder how it is that I know all the words by heart - I know
I wasn't in the production (was not my thing at all!) but I wonder
if I was painting sets... that would have been more my thing...
so, does anyone remember a house party on Long Island (also circa
71-73) - there is an intersection in West Hempstead, that I used
to drive past almost daily - and the memory just faded over the
years, but the initial memory was a "camp party" with an older crowd,
and the younger group of us who wandered the neighborhood, and spent
most of the night in a fast food restaurant. I have know Idea who
I was with - Chris does not remember this - maybe it was more Long
Island people... Leah (email@example.com) enjoying a snow day today!!!!
Hello All: I am looking for a place to stay on
Saturday night after the party. Does anyone have any recommendations?
Ellen Bovarnick - firstname.lastname@example.org
how could you be forgotten?! I only attended Kokosing for 4 years,
but it was a lifetime of great memories and experiences. A lot of
my memories were via the theater activities in the Rec Hall (as
a camper, and counselor), so I feel I've "touched" so
many of you (literally, and otherwise).
As you all know, leaving camp at the end of each
summer was always tearful and depressing, but it was so nice to
know that for many of you "local" to Bayside, NY, within
the next couple of weeks following camp, we would meet again at
my house, hang out in the backyard, and train over to a Met game
@ Shea Stadium.
My favorite memories are not only of the all nighters
in the Rec Hall, preparing for the shows, with Warren Austerer,
John Vena, Nancy Donner, and a myriad of others, including the
head drama counselor at the time: Joel Cheskin, Guy ? (from England,
who first introduced "Yes" to our virgin ears), and
Peggy Weiner, but include: the Pre-Unions (at Van Cortlandt Park?),
the truck accident on the way home from Old Homes Day ('69?),
the canoe trips, trips to Hanover (Dartmouth computer center,
the Village Green), "not" waterskiing (I finally got
up the very LAST time I tried.... Thanks, Josh!), Fire Island,
and special memories of a variety of sorts of Josh Gillenson,
Andy Parret, Tony Gleicher, Chuck Schwerin, Brian and Doug Wilson,
Nancy Donner, and Hermine Graylin.
My love of theater blossomed here, and I continued
my theater activities in high school. Now my daughter (18) is
a freshwoman at Muhlenberg College, studying musical theater!
My son (22) was pursuing cartooning, film, and animation at Ithaca
College, and now looking at School of Visual Arts for the fall.
My husband is the director of radio for Consumer Reports magazine,
and I'm in my 29th year working with IBM, in a variety of sales
and marketing jobs. (I used to just be living that many years....
and I still don't feel like an adult, but I'm not sure that will
2004 was an awful year, for a variety of reasons
with which I won't bore you now. In any case, I'm glad it's 2005,
and I am SO excited to see you all in April. So much has happened
to all of us since our Kokosing years, and I've forgotten a lot
of things inbetween, but my Kokosing years are UNforgettable!
My brother Stu should be chiming in at some point, and I'll be
sending along some "current" pix.
Thanks to the reunion committee for getting this
together! I can't wait to see you all! Jan
there was, Leah.. That was directed by Guy Feldman, drama counselor
from over in the UK, in '71, I think; someone will nail that. You
may recall two young guys named Warren Austerer and John Vena being
pretty determined to build a stage-size bridge for act two that
would hold the whole cast. They could have used the wood from that
thing to rebuild the rec hall later, but I don't think it worked
out that way.
I cried when I read Jon
Franks posting (in the Writing Gallery).
I do remember the flag pole - and flag raising. and so much more.
Lonnie's mention of Kokosing being a refuge is probably the understatement
of the millenium - strange to think that Kokosing was my sanity.
But it was. I think we all felt accepted and encouraged, and a
sense of belonging - hard to find in this world.
Memory jogger: Was there a production of
Oliver sometime between 68-73? And- A non-sanctioned "camp party"
somewhere on Long Island, maybe Hempstead, maybe Roslyn - circa
1973 - probably I was way too young to be there... Mets games
with Josh - why do I remember that - how did we get there - how
did I get home? In a correspondence with Negina today she said
- she is not sure what is a memory and what she made up, I couldn't
have made these up... Leah
note from DK: Leah's photos include some sad shots
of the burnt down Arts and Crafts cabiin and the collapsed Rec
Hall. They will be posted over the weekend, I hope.
Everyone! Thanks to all who have organized this website and are
planning the reunion. What a fantastic treat this is. So long ago,
and just a blink away... the memories are pouring in...laughs, leeches,
loves. Cold mornings, sweating all day, dancing, Sally Unger's smile.
Transported, every time I walk by a certain restaurant, I smell
food from the mess hall. 62' -Jonny Spain, Steve Sugar, Willie Days,
they were the older guys, so nice to us little ones. ( I think someone
washed my mouth out with soap by the trampoline?- Dickie H?) Folkdancing,
singing, (get choked up when I hear 1/2 of em') doing art, lanyards,
the quiet library - I went there when I found out my cousin died
and couldn't leave. Capture the flag, kittens all the time, Becky
Perkins and your mom were so sweet, Susan Stewart, Nina, Terry B,
Jeff Greene, Abby, Rosanne, David A, Judd, Jonathan Franks, Gregg,
Judy Enteen, Rena, Mrs. R., Lisa R., all the Rs, South Pacific -
I remember so many faces from these pictures, Wendy and Emily, the
bell, Amy Gillenson's grin, Warren's red hair, Luther's hugs, the
dreaded infirmary, canteen, getting mail, trips to Hanover and Thetford
All my summers from 62' - 69' - memories that are so rich, mostly
wonderful, so lucky to have them all. Thanks for being stuck in
there, everybody. email: email@example.com
visiting with my Mom (Anne) today and showed her how to go onto
the Kokosing website (she'd never been on the internet before; only
knew how to check her e-mail). She was so moved by several of the
photos displayed there. Maybe she'll spend some time reading the
wonderful writings already submitted. As you may know, my Dad (Bill
Jr.) passed away on December 10, 2003 after suffering from the effects
of a stroke 6 years earlier. During those 6 years, he lived in a
home for the aged since he was unable to care for himself and had
lost most of his ability to speak. My Mom was at the home every
day for those 6 years except for one (the day my daughter Melanie
graduated from Skidmore college). My Mom was the most devoted wife
to my Dad and she really misses having him with her. She is really
looking forward to the reunion and seeing everyone there. I'm glad
to see that some of my cousins will be at the reunion, and I hope
that even more of the family will be able to be there. Though the
Rothenbergs were mostly settled on the East Coast years ago, they
have spread all over the U.S. and Europe now. I appreciate the comments
made on the message board, especially those asking others to write
in regardless of their successes in life. We've all had our ups
and downs, and fortunately now my family and I are in a good place
in our lives. I did go through a difficult medical period 3 years
ago when I suffered a heart attack and had to have triple bypass
surgery, but I am well now and try to do all I can to stay that
way. It's great to read about everyone, so please write in. Ronnie
Jonathan Franks wonderful piece in the Writing
Gallery - There's Nothing You Can Do About Growing Up; Finally!
The Schulson family - photo 2-1.
That's Rachel (Betty) Ellenberg Schulson and family.
planner of the reunion, I've been thinking a lot about how the years
have passed by and that we have all filled those years in so many
different ways. I really don't want the bio message board to either
intimidate people who feel like their lives aren't impressive enough
or make people feel like they can't write if they've done things
that are off the beaten path. I am not saying let's all send in
our dirty laundry, unless of course, you want to, but I'm also not
saying let's all write in only if we have 2.2 kids, a fabulous job,
and a house in suburbia. Here's my invitation to you all. Write
in and let us know how you are doing. None of us is perfect. If
I am sounding like a social worker, I am. But I'm also someone who
has struggled for the better part of her adult life with trying
to figure out what to be when I grow up. If you look at the picture
I sent in, it looks like I have a great family and I do and I have
a lot to be thankful for, but life isn't easy and there's always
lots of stuff behind photos of happy families. Just want to take
the pressure off. I also think that what we never knew at camp is
that some of us, myself included, came from particularly dysfunctional
homes and camp was our oasis. Back then, we didn't really know how
to share the pain and suffering in our September-June lives. Maybe
now we are old enough to be slightly more honest. No pressure, just
some random thoughts that I wanted to share.
(Betty) Ellenberg Schulson
Sklar--you remember correctly--we panhandled in downtown Montreal.
If I remember right, the counselor in charge misjudged the money
(or we stayed an extra day) and we had to fend for ourselves for
at least one meal. We thought it was an adventure and the food tasted
that much better having worked for it. I can still hear the voice
of a more seasoned panhandler who approached each of the groups
sitting in the park (I think this was the same trip) and asked "Can
I sing you a song for a dime?" I think it was Uri who took him up
on the email address list we sent out today: Steve Presberg's address
(listed wrong on about half of the lists) should be firstname.lastname@example.org
. Please contact me (email@example.com) if your address is incorrect
or you change it. We will update the list if we have a number of
changes. Thank you.
Nixon resigning,by the tennis courts II think i was counselor that
year with Josh Gillenson and Jeff Baulknight,Bunk 10,maybe.
other memories to trigger conversation. 1972 -(i think 1972..I bunked
with steve skollar above me). getting caught in the boys bunk (mid-day)with
4 or 5 girls by Anne Rothenberg. "you have 300 acres to go get..$#$#$
just dont do it in the boys bunk" etc. I would like to swear innocence
to the charge.... 10 minute thump Ho corn... the kids love corn!!
1970 montreal photo trip ---saved from lack of food by the magical
appearance of Jeff Baulknights dad who got us pizza.we were wandering
around Expo at night for some reason..Am I right remembering us
PANHANDLING for change in downtown Montreal!? Our bunk-Dan Post
myself and some others getting the real "green death' after a baseball
game at another camp with bad water.Two weeks of Wabo trying to
force dry toast into me and girls bringing us chicken soup in our
"quarantine'I also remember having absolutley no idea how to steal
a base.Sorry Doug... Jeff Vahanians older sister organizing a predawn
protest walkout. All for now. See everybody in April Bruce sklar
8, 1974: does anybody else remember watching Nixon resign on a tiny
black and white tv set up by the tennis court? Other memories: the
smell of those hole-y candles we'd make in milk cartons at the arts
and crafts building (with Billy Joel singing Piano Man in the background)...
And best of all, the silky feel of the lake if you were lucky enough
to be the first one out on waterskis in the (brrrr!) morning.
Gallery: Read Francis
Harris' eloquent reflection on how he got to Kokosing and what
it meant in the end. New in the Photo
Gallery: Barry Mazor and his wife, Nina! (photo13-1)
Schachner - While it's been quite a few years, I remember both you
and Carol with great affection. I certainly recall Carol's indomitable
spirit, her athletic skills and her infectious smile. And, if I'm
not mistaken, you were not without some of the above, as well.
I'm truly saddened to hear about Carol's passing.
I'd bet that the determination and enthusiasm she owned as a teenager
could only have continued to develop and grow as she did.
While there's probably not much one can say, at
this point, I wanted you to know that, even after all these years,
those early connections still elicit powerful feelings and memories.
Take good care.
these links to read new contributions in the Writing Gallery: Lisa
Zwirn's 'Finding Camp Kokosing'
and Lonnie Lore (Beer)'s 'Searching
for Andy Berman'
We've got about two feet of snow outside; there's chicken soup bubbling
on the stove; and I'm thinking about my most important memories
from my Kokosing years ('68-'70 as a camper; '72 as an assistant
counselor.) The canoe trips were amazing... I don't remember any
major mishaps going down the CT (except I recited all of "Nick
Danger" to some hapless soul in my boat one year), but there
was one trip across Lake Champlain which was pretty scary. I think
it was just one other counselor and myself and a bunch of kids.
The wind was whipping, the waves were really high, and I wasn't
sure if we were going to reach the island we were camping on.
We did, and camped inside some old abandoned building.
Then there was the James Taylor concert at the Shed in Tanglewood;
the Judy Collins concert (in Burlington?) where we knocked on the
stage door and met her before the show... then she dedicated a song
to us; and "There's a Girl in My Soup" with William Shatner
at some small theatre in NH (I got his autograph - and recently
sold it on E-Bay.) I spent my Kokosing life mostly in the Koko bunk,
the rec hall and at the waterski dock. Remember Roneo rodent, the
mouse who always came to visit us when we'd work on the Kokosinger
late at night? And how Barry was always in three places at once
putting together the next Kokosinger?
Remember the occasional and wonderful skiing around the lake before
(Thanks, Josh & Matt.)
And yes, those socials, and all of the decorations we made... I
remember slow dancing with a favorite counselor, Jim Greaves, in
'68 or '69... I think I stood on his feet while he gently propelled
me around the room.
I remember playing a eunuch in "A Funny Thing Happened..."
and Tina, the dance counselor, letting me help choreograph "Luck
Be a Lady Tonight" in Guys and Dolls. (Now I'm a drama teacher.)
There was watching the moon landing in the library in '69, and loads
of music every year. ("And it's one, two three, what are we
fighting for?") I remember my very first kiss (but I won't
say who it was from.) But my absolute favorite memory was sitting
on the side of the hill discussing what topics we were doing for
Town Meeting, and someone saying "OK, who volunteers for pre-marital
In the early '80s I worked as a counselor at Sunapee Arts Camp/
Golden Arrow, which was somewhat modeled on Kokosing. A bunch of
us drove from Georges Mills, NH to visit Kokosing/Thoreau on our
day off. A lot had changed, but a lot felt the same...
Looking forward to the reunion!
PS A note to the Hirshmans & Steve Caccavo - I've become an
avid tennis player! (As I recall, I could never hit any kind of
ball in my Kokosing tenure!)
as you get older, you have to make decisions about what items from
your past are worth keeping. One thing I have never let go of is
a pillowcase that was signed by all my Kokosing friends the night
of the final social in 1973. That was the last of (what I think)
was 8 years there! Ah, the socials. Wondering if that cute boy will
cross the floor and ask me to dance?
So, everyone is writing about sports and trucks and the like (and
I wish somebody who remembers me would please confirm in writing?
so my husband doesn't think I'm making this up cause now I'm such
a city girl; that I really did go on canoe trips and climb mountains
and do tricks on the trampoline). But a big part of my Kokosing
memories are days spent in the Rec Hall. Reading notes from Danny
and Arlo, I'm remembering being in Oliver! with them. And playing
Anita in West Side Story (with blonde hair and braces), working
out harmonies with Janet Chaiken, another blonde, as Maria. Or directing
You're a Good Man Charlie Brown. That was a hoot.
I have a zillion wonderful memories. But I have to tell you one
corny story. Recently, I was meeting with a headhunter for a high-profile
job. She asked me about experiences in my life that have molded
me. The first thing that popped into my head was Kokosing and its
motto...remember this one? Develop a Self-Strong Image in an Atmosphere
of Peaceful Co-existence. That's what molded me. 8 years of Kokosing.
Can't wait to see all in April. Nancy Donner (Martin)
of the place we stopped on the way to camp was Rye Playland. Can
anyone else confirm this? (Betty) Rachel Ellenberg
Confirmed - David Kertzner
weekend special. See the modern Josh,
Sally and family - photos 16-1 and 16-2.
was in NYC for a conference this week, the highlight of which was
a two hour get together with Francis Harris! It has been 31 years
since he and I saw one another, yet we picked things up like it
was just yesterday. We hugged, laughed, got a bit teary eyed, high-fived,
shook our heads in disbelief several times during the first half
hour, relived many events from our past, and mostly confirmed the
power of our friendship and the bond that was created so long ago.
Francis and I both agree that if this is a signal of what our reunion
is going to be like, we are all going to have a wonderful time.
Take care everyone. Keep the pictures coming for the site and the
video. And please e-mail me your memories of favorite songs from
your days at camp. Jeffrey Vahanian
as someone else said, the memories, amazing details, keep flooding
back to me. It’s so wonderful to remember everyone through words
and pictures and soon in person. To respond to Francis, I think
the place we stopped for lunch on the bus ride to camp was Mt. Tom
– a deserted or abandoned ski resort. Jon – I think Anne’s play
in 1967? was called “Growing Up.” I remember that song, “there’s
nothing you can do about it, no matter how you try, no reason anyone
would doubt it, goes on until the day you die” and also Bertie Wallach
singing “I hate intermission….” For several years of my life, the
school year was just a long drawn out bore until I could go back
to camp and see all my friends again. Memories: Didn’t the doctor
also give out bandaids for headaches? Watching Nixon’s resignation
speech on a TV next to the tennis courts. The incredible mud slide
down the boys bunk line, until it was stopped when someone cut up
their leg. Toast with chocolate sprinkles at the Village Green and
a Bonnie Raitt concert in Hanover. Learning Punjabi and Swahili
from some of the international counselors. Skinny dipping in the
pitch dark after the campers were asleep. And yes, the amazing canoe
trips – St Lawrence River and Lake Champlain - and hiking trips
to Franconia Notch. Bug juice, Grover’s voice, socials, crying our
eyes out after the final banquet and wrapping ourselves in blankets
on the last cold morning at the end of August. I can’t wait to see
everyone. My email address is firstname.lastname@example.org. Dan Kaplan.
My name is Jeff Schachner-my sister Carol (a great tennis player)
and I attended many years-1963-69-last few as ass't and as full
counselor. I remember you- esp. as a friend of my sister. It's important
because she passed away a few years ago, and I do remember the great
days at camp, where she did so well, and you were a friend. Apropos
to your writing of the "awards in the rec hall," I remember and
was curious if you (or anyone else listening remembers?) Carol Schachner
won the Baseball Award for her age group campers (both genders-1
award-YES!)-around 1963-plaque posted in, you got it, Rec Hall.
A good way to remember her, as I did relate the award to the attendees
of her funeral. My best to all the Rothenbergs, family and founders,
all. Jeff Schachner (class of "always")
Hey Matt Warschauer, I bet you still remember
all the words to Nick Danger. I know it kept me paddling during
some of those great canoe trips. It's so great to hear from you
all. Margo Hirshman (Roca) - email@example.com
PS, Everytime I hear Wild Horses--it still brings
fond memories and tears!
a great snowed in day to reflect back on my many wonderful memories
of the best summers of my growin up years, those at kokosing..ko-ko-sing,
kokosing, kokosing, yeahhhhhhhh kokosing ! my favorite event each
summer was the final social..i just remember dancing slow with bruce
jackman to wild horses and sobbing at the thought of leaving all
my friends (by the way bruce, i'm trying to get jeff v. to post
a pic of me wearing your overalls, cause that's what i remember
wearing every day !) some of the greatest times were so simple...just
sitting and watching the guys play basketball...greg, uri, bob's
, francis, andy, dan post and many others...now i watch my husband
coach both my sons, alex-15 and zach-13 as they play point guards
on a variety of teams and i go to all their games which bring back
the same excitement i felt all those times in camp. i've told them
i was a good athlete back then but they don't seem to beieve me..maybe
someone can verify that for me...other simple tho amazing times
were when we hung out in the bunk..one summer, andrea, lonnie, leslie,
margo and i were all together...and we would just laugh and laugh
and drive peggy crazy..i know i did lol...one of the greatest moments
i recall was when peggy announced her engagement to doug...that
to me was like my life was complete..2 people i loved were goin
to spend the rest of their lives together..how great was that for
us to experience as teenage girls growing up and exploring the world
around us...only campers and counselors from kokosing could really
understand the bond we all shared (quite evident by the display
of emotions from so many people on this website)..i can't believe
i am going to be seeing you all again...i never thought that would
happen in my life time..that i would see the smith brothers again...that
in itself is amazing....it's been so great to be reunited with so
many people...thanks andrea, lonnie and betty for searching for
me and leslie-you guys have done an amazing job and i've loved speaking
to you-sharing memories and reflecting together...i've been in contact
with greg dain and that's been so special to me..we were such great
friends in camp (calling each other mucus/membrane buddies??!) but
lost contact after camp..also, thanks to jonny frank for the great
e-mails-you have a special place in my heart..and jeff vahanian
(arlo) who everyone thought was my brother and who i remember feeling
like he was..and david-thanks for putting this trememdous website
together-does anyone remember the cit reunion at david's house where
we all shared the same room and slept on the floor in our sleeping
bags like we were in camp?? i know this is lengthy so i will stop
here...but these are just a few of my fond memories of camp kokosing
and a few of the many people who made it so special to me...everyone
else, i can't wait to see you at the reunion..drop me an e-mail
and say hello Carin
of '72, Francis and I had just moved to D.C. just weeks before the
start of camp. Francis and I were racing our bikes until Francis
fell implanting a small stone in his hand. The stone remained in
his hand throughout the first few weeks. His hand got infected which
affected his basketball game. Since the infirmary was unable to
do anything, the camp allowed Bob Slater(RIP) to drive him to a
Hanover hospital to get the stone removed. Up to that point, we
didn't know he had a stone in his hand. I was able to go and we
had a great lunch (hamburgers!) at this great place in downtown
Hanover. Later that summer just like in '71, I was a resident for
a week in the infirmary and the infamous Dr.'Swab It' Silvers. Needless
to say, I couldn't wait to get back to the friendly confines of
Bunk 15. Also, who could ever forget THE CANTEEN. Boy, I use to
love that candy room. And, what about that ONE PAY PHONE and the
long lines waiting to make a call. Looking back on those summers,
I wish I could have taken more special interests in Arts and Crafts.
I always will never forget those meals in the mess hall, the bug
juice out of that big steel drum, how we would stand, then silence
and with those words...Be Seated, please! Chuck Harris
the "pleasure" of spending a night in the infirmary in either 1973
or 1974. I had strep throat, so I actually did need a throat swab!
I remember that the infirmary had a very pungent smell. I was the
only person sleeping there that night, and it was extremely quiet
and dark. The bed had rough but clean sheets and a very heavy blanket.
I didn't get much sleep since my throat hurt so much, and it was
a little scary in there! At least the bed was by a window, and I
remember being able to see the moon. After spending the night, I
was free to go, but I returned three times a day for the next ten
days to take penicillin pills (which REALLY hurt to swallow!). It
was not one of my best Kokosing memories. -- Andrea (Beck) Stegman
could it be I am 46 now, it seems like just yesterday I was getting
on the bus to take me to Kokosing, I can still hear everyone singing
the song as we about to enter camp for the beginning of the Summer.
I can see the Ski doc as I write this. Josh Gillenson teaching Steve
Skollar and I how to water ski. The ever patient ( ok maybe not
so patiently ) waiting my turn to get on the trampoline. The Christmas
in July Celebrations. My very first viewing of Lost Horizons in
the Rec hall. I so look forward to seeing every one again. FEAR
NOT in my mind we have not aged one bit * wink* Adrienne G. Freeman
the throat swabs and that they were the supposed cure-all for everything,
even a skinned knee. Can't be too careful. The knee bone is connected
to the throat bone even if it is a circuitous route. Other fond
memories...do you think that the grinders from Hatch's were really
so delicious or was it just that they were brought to us in the
middle of the night by counselors who felt sorry for us...a song
about "good old reliable Hatch's, Hatch's, Hatch's, Hitch's light
lunch...Danny Kaplan as Nathan Detroit, still the best rendition
I've ever seen, the Northern Lights, I'm still upset that the counselors
who saw them in 1973 didn't wake up the campers in the middle of
the night, they just raved the next day and made us all wish they
had rung that bell and gotten us out of bed ( To this day, I still
haven't seen them)...walking through a swamp of I don't want to
know what in front of the Memorial Library on the way from the girl's
bunk to the lake, the quarter mile test, washing our hair in the
lake (must have been using biodegradable shampoo, right?...my list
goes on and on.
like to read some messages from any former campers who put in a
stay in the infirmary bunk (since I never stayed there during my
years as a camper or CIT). What was it like, what disease did you
have that forced the good doctor to seperate you from your bunk
mates, and how long were you in for?
Does anybody know if the residents of Thetford Center still observe
Old Home's Day (every July 4th). I loved going to the town fair
and sampling some of Thetford Center's best cuisine. Camp began
on July 1st of every summer, and we all got on buses in Riverdale,
Manhattan, Brooklyn, etc. Would someone please tell me the name
of the place ( it looked like an abandoned amusement park or ski
resort) where all of the buses converged for lunch, and we got to
see who was back for another summer.
I'm hoping that the organizers are able to locate Max Ogur, and
that he will be atttending the reunion. I'm sure all of you remember
Max's singing, and his rendition of "My Zelda," and my second favorite
"Hitchin A Ride." And to all of the people who put together the
final Kokosinger each summer. It was great, and you guys and girls
always did a great job. There was nothing I loved more (maybe Grover's
jelly omelettes) than getting the weekly Kokosinger (kind of a Sunday
New York Times for Kokosing campers), and reading about the previous
week's events. - Francis Harris
cool is this that so many of us have retained enough brain cells
to remember the Kokosing summers of more than 30 years ago! Those
canoe trips were something else. I have similar memories including
one where several backpacks sailed down the river never to be seen
again. On the maintenance of the buses, there were always brake
problems. Do I remember it right that they were always being serviced
by Eastman at the bottom of the hill? Did they know anything about
buses? It is funny, the things you remember. For example, I remember
Doug and Dave singing limericks one night in the boys bunkline…something
about an old hermit named Dave…and an old man from Nantucket… and
Who remembers Dr Silvers and the famous throat swab? If you sprained
your ankle, he would give you a throat swab. I can still smell that
wintergreen today. And what about Chef Grover? What was in that
mystery meat anyway? The Hanover tournaments are also still vivid
in my memory. Doug and Dave leading us little leaguers to victory
in 1969….and the steak dinner at Landers. The softball team also
made it to Landers, I think, in 1974? I remember Robbie Lawin being
the scout for our softball team in 1970 or 1971. He would watch
other games during the tournament and know exactly where to position
the outfielders. Who remembers the game against Twin Lakes, extra
innings and the 3-0 count on Greg Dain with the bases loaded with
2 outs and the tying run on third? As I remember, the pitcher came
back with 2 strikes, and on a 3-2 count Greg lined out to third
on what might have been ball 4. I hope my memory right on this.
And what about the raids of the Corn Barn? And the best BLT sandwich
ever made at Hatch’s. These are just a few of my memories. Bob Presberg
to Ken Schwab last night who told me about the site and the reunion.
I have to list myself as a probably not at this point for making
it to the reunion. I was at Kokosing from 73 - 75, in 75 I was one
of the "Grease Monkeys" who lived in the White House. I somehow
managed to make it through that entire summer, even though half
of us were fired or quit. I read the postings about the softball
team, I was not a member of the team, but they did win it in 74.
In 73 they got to the semi finals, but had to win twice according
to the rules at the time. If I recall they won third place in the
consolation game. I was on the 73 Connecticut River trip. I actually
lost my paddle and jumped into the river to get it. I did get it
and got picked up by another canoe who brought me back to my canoe
who were not happy about having to wait for me. In 74 I was on Josh's
White Mountain backpacking trip. I have a few photos of that trip
and some of the camp somewhere in my garage. They were taken on
my Kodak Instamatic Camera (which I still have but they have not
made the film for it in over 20 years). I'll try to dig those up
and scan them over for the photo gallery.
It's just wonderful to see all these names come
on this message board. And I'm astounded at how many faces I can
conjure up in my mind that go with those names. I just hope I
can recognize some of those faces when we meet in April!
I was never a camper at Kokosing, I was just there as a counselor,
but I agree with everyone who has said that the summers there
were always exciting and meaningful. I would add the word "intense"--we
had eight weeks (some of us four) to cram in an incredible amount
of activity, accomplishments, and relationships, and we all worked
very hard at it.
(see the rest of Paul's
eloquent writing of recollections in the Writing
What a wonderful treat to read your notes. Hopefully I can add to
To those who inquire about Tony Gleicher, I have been in contact
with his younger brother Nick (no longer Nicky), who is happy and
in Texas. Nick was forwarding my message to Tony. Hopefully we can
convince both of them to show in April. Tony was the catcher on
our softball team (70-73) an exceptional tennis player and canoeist,
and an even better guitar player. In our bunk at night, we' d request
a song, and he would play 'Classical Gas' in the dark. It was outstanding.
His younger brother Nick was an 11 year old camper in the bunk when
Warren Austerer was head counselor, and Bruce Jackman and I were
the junior staff.
And yes, I remember (71?) going over a the middle of a wooden bridge
that was lying sideways in the middle of the Connecticut, smashing
into a rock, tipping over, and going backwards down the rapids with
a paddle and no boat. My bow man (Jeff, but not Baulknight) on the
shore, proudly displaying the life vests (all 3) he'd saved. I wound
up getting rescued from rocks in the middle of the rapids. Later
that day, Doug Smith, Dave Margolis and a few campers tried to pry
a canoe off the rocks, and it bent in half. We went 4 or 5 in a
canoe the rest of the trip. firstname.lastname@example.org
times I have tried to explain my Kokosing experience over the years
to people I've met. But how do you explain- Town Meetings on Sunday
Mornings; Canteen (I loved Orange Crush); mudslides down the boys
bunkline; playing territories with a jacknife in the boys bunkline
(and that other game where we throw a small ball on the roof of
the bunk and catch it after several bounces); socials; Grinders
and Monster Shakes from Hatch's; looking at the movie Wait Until
Dark in the Mess Hall; and Doug Smith announcing after dinner "That
the following people received packages."
and foremost, I'd like to extend a heartfelt appreciation to all
of the organizers of the reunion, in particular Betty, Andrea, and
Lonnie. My camp years (1971-1975) were some of the best years of
my life. The anticipation of those summer years always got me excited!
I would like to hear about some favorite Hanover Treat trips. I
remember my age group in '75 went to see this production of You're
A Good Man, Charlie Brown. My brother, Francis in '73, I think went
to see Paper Moon. Also, Maximilian Schieder (Roy's daughter of
JAWS fame) attended Kokosing in 75. Does anyone know where she is?
Here are the people I can come up with who were
CITs, summer of '74: Joy Schneer, Sybil Taylor, Lisa Beck, Ellen
Servetar, Alice Gerard, Leslie Greene, Courtney Audain, Lisa Zwirn,
Joyce Kaplan, Carin Thall and me. (Lonnie, were you in this group,
too, or were you a year ahead of us?) Also: Dave Yokelson, Jeff
Loomer, Doug Rodman, Francis Harris and David Kertzner. I think
Robert Spano, Andy Berman, and Dan Post were CITs that year, too.
David Kertzner's analysis of CIT Danny Post's analysis of the
Corealis Effect in the Writing Gallery)
A heartfelt thank you to all involved in the reunion
and David for the website. Kokosing was one of the most magical
experiences in my life and clearly I am not alone in feeling that
way. It is amazing how quickly floods of memories come back with
each picture, name and e-mail posted -- far too many to recite
but here are some triggered by the website photos and message
A special thank you to whomever took and retained the 1971 rock
band photos (Barry?), those were some of my favorite moments;
and, in that respect, to Josh whose licks and ES-335 were an inspiration
(I hope you still have that guitar), Bruce (piano whiz), Barry
(autoharp); Max who played and sang like his life depended on
it; and most especially, to Paul, who played every instrument
better than any of us, arranged the songs; patiently encouraged
us neophytes and played mean "John Entwistle" bass solos on My
Generation. (I hope I'm not forgetting anyone).
David, I believe you are right, I think
the softball team won in 74 (after my eligibilty ended) and I
recall Jeff Willick (RIP) -- go Teaneck -- crushing a home run
ball further than anyone I'd ever seen to cap off the game. And
if I remember it right, he insisted on hitting with a wooden,
not aluminum, bat.
As to Francis and tennis, I think I would have liked for you to
have gotten on the tennis courts. It probably would have made
me feel much better about my mostly futile efforts on the basketball
court. Even when I learned to shoot a jump shot, it still started
closer to the ground than the rim resulting in memorable moments
such as Rob Lawin rejecting my drive to the basket and proclaiming
himself "Lawinton," as in Bill Walton -- not to mention shot rejections
from Bob, you, Uri and others. For what its worth, I agree with
Margo, its not too late to start. |
Sally, I remember Lisa Fuhrman, she was a Kokint with us in 67,
wasn't she? But I don't have any contact info. Do you remember
Ann's musical from that summer? I just remember the girls song
"Ice cream on my dress" Dan, do you recall?
Tony Gleicher not only was a terrific guitar and tennis player,
if I recall his canoe always lurched light years in front with
every one of his strokes, no matter who he had with him. Gary
Golding was always nice enough to lag behind with the canoes I
sterned. Speaking of which, Josh Barnett (or anyone else), remember
the "1000 Dead Fish Trip" on which virtually every camp ground
we were supposed to stay at, refused to let us?
Anyone recall the thunderstorm/tornado--the first such in around
100 years in Vermont-- which was so blinding you could not see
anything and toppled one of the big trees in front of the mess
hall? And after which we held the always eagerly anticipated mud
slide down the boys bunkline
to be continued . . . Bean 3 (after Greg Dain and Danny Kaplan)
hi everyone..i just came on the website and have
been reading all the writings...firstly, i just want to say thanks
to all of you who have planned this kokosing reunion and given
me constant amazing memories of those great summers.
(see more of Carin's
memories in the Writing
to Lonnie Lore Beer's piece, my memories are similar to yours regarding
the rides in the green truck. I'm sure some of the safety standards
that are in place now have saved many lives and are probably needed,
but I don't think we're having as much fun! On a return from hiking
Mount Washington or a Canoe trip were outstanding, singing songs
and just being together. My kids attend a camp, but since they have
an interest in tennis, they've attend local camps, in Maryland and
a Nike camp in New Jersey focused on teaching tennis lessons. Although,
they've enjoyed it, I'm sure they will not have the fond memories,
many have shared on this message board. A sign of the times. Bruce
Jackman '68 -'73
Francis, I agree, I wish we captured one of those championships.
We had a log of talent on those teams. But, my basketball skills
got stronger over the summers at Kokosing playing against you and
all of the people that you mentioned in your piece. I hope to see
y'all (I live in the mid-Atlantic now) in April
you're right, Lonnie, about Robbie Lawin being in the stern; I was
in the middle of that canoe. What I also remember is heading off
on that trip hearing jokes about a trio of paddlers on a previous
trip who had crashed into "the only rock in the middle of the river,"
then heading down those rapids and hearing you calling out "rock
on the right, rock on the left, ROCK IN THE MIDDLE!!" as we hit.
It took a whole crew of strong bodies to peel the canoe off that
rock - but I have no memory as to how the three of us then made
it the rest of the way to our campsite. I also remember another
canoe trip on Lake Champlain - the wind was against us, it started
to rain, and when it became obvious we'd never make our pre-aranged
campsite, we paddled off into some sort of tributary to make camp,
only to be "greeted" by the property owner pointing his gun at us!
I guess our counsellors were able to convince him we were harmless...and
we were allowed to camp there that night.
everybody. I noticed Sally Unger's recollection of me being on a
canoe trip, and I thought I'd check in with a clarification. I'm
happy to be in Sally's memory, but in my Kokosing tenure (1968 -
70), I never once stepped on or into a canoe, rowboat, waterski
- in fact, the only time I can flatly say with certainty that I
ever even went into the lake at all was after the 1969 Hanover Softball
tournament when Doug Smith decided to dispose of my bat after my
dismal performance. As for everyone's concern and reflection upon
rather loose regulations concerning vehicles and drivers, here's
another one. Does anyone remember that my mom (Frieda Presberg)
worked one summer (I think it was either 1971 or 72) as the Nurse?
It obviously did not matter that she was not a nurse. Then again,
my vague recollection of some of the licensed "medical" staff from
those years was far short of comforting. I can be reached at email@example.com
loved riding in the back of that green truck, especially returning
from a trip at night. All of us packed like sardines in a can. My
only concern was when we had to climb the hill leading to the road
to camp on our return. Looking back I wonder how that truck made
it up that steep hill. Can anybody tell me who was in the CIT (Counselor-in-Training)
program with me in 1974 (I already know that David Kertzner was
one), but who were the other boys and girls? The boys stayed in
the old school house near the camp entrance, and the girls were
very close by (that was very nice!!!!). We had a severe bat problem
in the old school house that summer. Francis
I just wanted to say you looked pretty incredible back in that picture--back
then, who knew?!! Anyway, it's not too late to learn tennis--I'm
still actively pursuing the game and still love it!! Give it a try--are
you still living in NY? Margo
understood that my brother saved the day as it seems he did in reading
over david's "another
boring overnight" posted in the writing gallery.....did any
lawsuits ever come from that incident? peter has since told me that
in those days Vermont required only visual inspections of vehicles,
an inspector simply pumped the brakes and approved or not....as
it turned out, a later inspection of the bus showed that there was
a slow leak in the brake fluid chamber, which caused the brake line
to snap....i remember thinking peter had screwed up and that he
was in deep trouble - i was wrong all these years, turns out he
was a hero and that bill r. thanked him profusely.....on a somewhat
related note - those rides in the back of the open trucks were highlights
of every summer....and the Who concert was great, i seem to remember
a little candy shoplifting incident on the return home, but i'm
not naming any names!
Speaking of trips-think how fortunate we were
to see all those concerts! Newport Folk and Jazz festivals in
1969!-did Walter Lawrence REALLY get lost overnight?(jazz festival).
I drove one of those rattletraps to Newport Folk that year and
still remember thinking how “crazy” it was for a 19 yr. old to
be driving an old school bus around Boston on the bypass at 55mph!.
But in any event, how many people can boast about seeing Big Mama
Thornton, Everly Brothers, Joni Mitchell that year or James Taylor
in 1970 at Tanglewood(as well as Paul Butterfield); Jackson Brown
and America (same location); Tom Paxton(1971) and Judy Collins(Burlington)
and of course, The Who in Saratoga in 1971.
Webmaster's Note: They won't get fooled again.
Sounds like you're thinking of Tony Gleicher. A picture of him is
in the photo gallery. He was a terrific guitar player (he used to
play "Classical Gas" at every opportunity) as well as a tennis ace.
His younger brother was Nick, and they came from Brookline, Mass.
I kept up with Tony for a few years, but lost track of him in the
early '80s. Last I heard he was in the marketing division of Bristol-Meyers.
Dave Margolis mentions the trucks and I have given
a lot of thought to those vehicles over the years...
(read about Lonnie's
recollection of Kokosing Trucks in the Writing
was Tony Gleicher (if I'm not mistaken), and he tried to teach me
tennis. because he thought I had the athletic skills to play the
game. Unfortunately, I didn't not listen to his advice and I regret
it to this day.
I often think of all the canoe trips with such
awe. I wonder if I would let my kids do what we did, I don't think
in this day of suits that any camp would let them either--but
the memories are so incredible, I feel lucky to have them. For
all these years, I couldn't remember the name of the river in
Has anyone heard from Tony--he was a tennis
counselor--from Massachusetts and had a younger brother at camp
as well? I think his real name was Anton and can't think of his
Margo Hirshman Roca
added a posting to the Writing Gallery
- now there are two pieces there. It would be great to get some
reflective pieces and some bio updates such as the one Margo
Hirshman Roca posted.
My only regret is that we never won a basketball
tournament championship while I was a camper (two second-place
finishes in 1971 and 1972). Although I'm happy to have witnessed
the softball team's championship (in 1973, if I'm not mistaken).
WEBMASTER'S NOTE: I'm thinking the softball championship
was 1974 as I was the centerfielder and I remember celebrating
the event.. Robbie Lawin - are you out there to answer this? (DK)
I wanted to publicly post my overwhelming disappointment
at not being able to be at the reunion. Many of my fondest memories
are from Kokosing and I've been back to the site a number of times
over the years including after it became Camp Thoreau. I am married
and have 3 kids (21,18,10). I am a dermatologist and Clinical
Professor of Dermatology at Stanford University Medical center
in California and have a private practice in Mountain View about
6 miles south of Stanford.. I will be lecturing in Italy during
the reunion which ain't so bad but in reality, I think I'd rather
be with you guys. My brother, Evan is married, has 1 daughter
(24). He is an online editor for Fox video in LA. His email is
E.firstname.lastname@example.org I have been in close contact with Eric Mishkin
who currently lives in Upstate NY and is a virologist researcher.
His email is email@example.com. I hope to be able to chat
with some of you on line.
Bye for now, I'll miss you all.
Todd Anhalt -ToddAnhalt@aol.com
First, let me say that David and Jeff have done
an excellent job with these web pages. To the Reunion Organizers
(Andrea, Rachel, Lonnie, and everyone else), thank you for doing
something that I've waited so long to see happen. I have so many
happy memories of my summers at Kokosing (1970-1974). From waiting
on tables in the Mess hall, the camp trips, the socials and plays
in the Rec Hall, hanging out at the Memorial Library,raiding the
girls bunk line, and playing great basketball with Greg Dain,
Andy Berman, David Kertzner, Bruce Jackman, Uri Berliner, Norman
Salisbury, the Post brothers (Bob and Dan). My counselors (Doug
Smith and Rob Lawin, and my favorite basketball coach Chuck Schwerin).
Most of all, I remember the feeling of all of us being like family.
And this event feels like a family reunion. I looking forward
Rachel Ellenberg Schulson
glad to report that we have found Francis Harris and his brother
Chuck. If I have the right Jeff Baulknight, he now lives in Japan.
We are still searching for Max Ogur and others if anyone has any
leads. Thanks, Rachel
I am looking for the counselors who were on the ill fated Allagash
canoe trip. I think in 1971. We started after camp that year and
had many disasters until we had to call off the trip. Neither Brian
or I have gone back to the river, but we have done a lot of white
water out west. Laura Stern (from Cleveland)
RESPONSE from Lonnie Lore (Beer)
I didn't go on the Allagash canoe trip, although
I remember others that did go. I did, however, go on a canoe trip
on the Connecticut River, I think in 1973. I was in a canoe with
Robbie Lawin and the water was quite rough. We crashed into a
rock (I'm pretty sure that Robbie was in the stern) and our canoe
got a very large hole in it. The water poured into the boat and
I watched as all my stuff floated down the river. Nice people
tried to grab it with so-so success. This trip was one of the
highlights of my total camp experience, despite the mishap with
our canoe. - Lonnie
RESPONSE from Barry Mazor
was a brain teaser, Ms. Laura Stern-- but I remember the water-logged
gang coming back and the preparations. Weren't two of the counselors
on that trip Gary Golding and Lucy Haug? -Barry Mazor, Nashville
RESPONSE from Sally Unger
|I too remember a
harrowing trip on the Connecticut River. I was in the midsection
with two guys in the stern & bow. Somehow the name Bob Margolis
comes to mind as the sternman & maybe Steve Pressburg (?) in the
bow. Anyway, we hit a shoot the wrong way and the canoe filled up
on both sides. Someone lost their paddle and an unworn life preserver
started to float away. I managed to grab the life preserver and
floated down the river with my own life preserver, an extra life
preserver, my own paddle and no canoe. - Sally Unger
|...and now just a
very quick response about canoe trips, especially those that went
on the Connecticut River from '68 at least through '73. As the organizer/leader
of those trips, for better or for worse, I have so many memories
of them, far more than there's time or space to list here. Suffice
it to say, that in my near 30 years of teaching, there are now hundreds
of students who have heard those stories, mainly for comic effect,
and those of you who were on those trips (also those who were involved
in other Kokosing activities that were equally NUTS) should know
that you live on in story after story that have been told and embellished
in my classes so many times over the years that I sometimes can't
distinguish truth from fabrication any longer. - Doug Smith firstname.lastname@example.org
|I was on 3 or 4 of
those Connecticut River canoe trips and, when thinking back, I can't
believe that everyone got out alive. Imagine doing a trip like that
in todays world of regulations and lawsuits. You load 40 kids and
gear in the back of an old (very) flatbed truck with a rickety wooded
fence holding people in. The tail pipe is too short so that everyone
in the back of the truck breaths exhaust fumes for a six hour ride.
The truck is being driven by a 17 or 18 year old who has barely
learned to drive a car. Then you get to the river and load up the
canoes using no life jackets and head off into rapids where half
the canoes will flip in the rocks with no safety helmets used. Most
nights were spent lugging every piece of clothing and all sleeping
bags into the local town to spend the evening drying everything
out. That we lost nobody is amazing. Great trips. Doug Smith and
I used to have a running joke that if we ever lost a camper we wouldn't
tell anyone. Then, at the end of the summer when the kids were taken
home on the buses, we would just tell the parents that their child
had been on the bus but must have gotten lost in the parking lot,
thus keeping Kokosing out of trouble.
||(Betty) Rachel Ellenberg
||(updated above) Reunion
organizers have been asked by more than one person to track down
Max Ogur, Jeff Baulknight, and Francis Harris. If you have any information
that can help us find them, please contact (Betty) Rachel Ellenberg
Schulson at email@example.com. Can't wait to see everyone!
||Does anyone have
any idea where Lisa & Johanna Fuhrman are? They were at Kokosing
in the mid to late 60's and lived in Great Neck. ~