Twisted…
No apology needed..
I’m the baby of the family and the only one not born in NYC. From 1974-87 I kept an office in Manhattan and was there 2-3 days per week. In the past 30 years I don’t think I’ve been in Manhattan 50 times. I do have a family foundation dinner there in August I must attend. That will be my first visit in a year.
I make an annual trip to Washington Cemetery in Brooklyn and Mt. Hebron in Queens. What little family I have left in the city are more than happy to come spend time here in CT with us. The pool is full and inviting, we had 10 relatives this past Shabbos from Brooklyn who stayed until this morning. 3 of the kids stayed on to play with my grandchildren for a couple of weeks. No reason that 2nd, 3rd and 4th cousins shouldn’t get to know and enjoy each other here at Camp CTL. Swimming, tennis, basketball, badminton, biking, great kosher food. No sharing a bunk, shower and toilet with 12 strangers…what could be bad? Wednesday, I hope to take them out fishing on my boat in the Long Island Sound.
When my parents A”H were kids in the late 1920s they were sent by their parents to a combination guest house and sleep-away camp in western NJ (which is where they met). Last year, the daughter of a 3rd cousin on Mrs. CTL’s side married the son of a 2nd cousin on my side. They had met here one summer when they were 12 years old. When the time came to enter shidduchim, both mothers reminded the children about the long ago summer friendship and got us to invite them and several other cousins for a Shabbos. Their friendship rekindled and marriage followed. One lived in Flatbush, the other in Washington Heights. Their paths would have never passed in NYC. OOT, frum is frum and eligible…no one cares if one is Breuers and the other from Chaim Berlin.
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