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Back row: Lenny Kantrowitz, the boys' head counselor, Ira Beckoff and our group leader Al Hecht. The bunk, left to right: the two ears with the head in the middle is me, Jeff Kisseloff, aka Jeff, aka Kisseloff, followed by Ernie Schultz, aka Ernie, aka Schultz, David Kaplan, Eric Schultz, Bobby Dennison and Gary Traub. Posed in front is Larry Isreal. We had just been given instructions to fold our hands nicely in our laps. Just before the photographer snapped the picture, I deliberately crossed them. "When they said sit down, I stood up," as Bruce sang.
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Here's the group pared down to four hot teenagers as PC's in
1970. Notice by this time we didn't need no stinkin' counselors:
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Left to right: Jeff Kisseloff (my head is finally growing into my ears), in semi-formal low black Converse sneakers, Larry Isreal, who looks as if someone dropped an iron on the side of his head, Eric Schultz and Ernie Schultz, wearing the cutting-edge loafers and white sock look that was popular in old-age homes everywhere that summer. |
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Marty Kafka sent in this bunk picture from 1962. This was
uncaptioned for a few days to give everyone a chance to play "Guess the
Geek." Nobody did, and so nobody was able to claim that box that Carol
Merrill was standing with by the door. Here they are: Marty, Billy
Livingston, Mark Goldstein, Joel Brenner and Les Rapapport. The
counselor is Pete Leepson. Notice that Marty, who is half the size of
the others, but whose sneakers look like they were borrowed from Bozo
the Clown. Hmm, what does that tell you?
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This is a photo of all the girls who turned me down one
summer for dates to the prom. A more complete caption will have to be
supplied by the experts.
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Do you think the photographer said, "Ok, you two kids who
haven't eaten in eight months, you sit on the left." Look closely at
the peturbed expression on Pete's face. Clearly, he has just told
someone to behave himself. That's Billy "has a bad temper" Lerner to
Pete's left. To his right is Terry Cohen, nicknamed the Tool for his
frequently perpendicular response to Reville's "Rise and shine."
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Here's the same bunk pretty much in tact in 1969, and still
no one has informed the poor kid on the left (Bob Kohn) that Yom Kippur
was over.
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Is it me, or was
the
photographer a Blood, Sweat and Tears fan?
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As you can see, this was my bunk in 1964 complete with
editorial comments added shortly after that summer. I have no idea what
Jamie Jond or George Kunken did to earn a half-circle or how Bobby
Dennison earned his "X", but I do recall that Scott Lowen on the far
left pushed me down on the first day of camp and forever earned my
enmity. Note the apparent high esteem with which I held myself at the
time. The counselor on the left is the beloved Marty Kafka. I have no
idea who is next to him, but I clearly didn't have much use for him.
Next to him is our head counselor Lenny Kantrowitz, and the counselor
on the right is John someone or other, who went to Harvard and who
proved himself to be pretty smart when he moved out of the bunk shortly
after this picture was taken. The others who earned their circles were
Corey Scher, Ed Chazen, Steven Albert and Andy Barnett.
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The first thing this picture tells me was that Henry Levine was probably getting into a sailboat for his first time ever. Otherwise, he would have known that with the sail up like that, all it would take would be a small gust of wind and a half second before he would be doing a split that he would feel the effects of for the rest of his life. Here's the lineup: counselor Rich Karp, and then clockwise from the left: Richard Beck, Steven Bernstein, Richard Gerber, Richard Sklar, Henry Levine, Eliot Hecht, Douglas Weiss, ? and Robert Carter Stein. |
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I'm posting this next shot so that my hair doesn't feel so
lonely on this site. Seeing Ira Lippel here makes it nice to know that
someone else wasn't looking in the mirror in 1971 either:
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Steve Milim sent this shot of his bunk from either 1962 or '63. That's Steve seated on the left and Warren Klein, looking remarkably like Douglas Klein on the far right. Check out the kid third from the right whose shorts appear to be pulled up almost to his nipples. And does Steve look like someone's just pissed him off, or what?
Speaking of being
beaten up, here's a shot of College Hall, and Jill Simon, on the lower
left, looks like
she could have been beaten up by the seven-year-olds in bunk six. Of
course,
Jill agreed to go to the
prom with me in 1966, so I say that fondly. Four years later, she went
to the
prom with my brother
(she Kissedtwoloffs). This was a forerunner of the plots of about a
hundred episodes
of "Frasier."
And speaking of beating people up. I think the girl in the first row
second from
the right is Bren, the
girl I dissed the year before when I turned down her offer to be her
escort to
the prom. Excuse me
while I go pummel myself.
I can guess about half the folks in this photo, email me the rest if you know them.
Jamie
Jond feels bad that he only got a partial circle in my 1964 bunk photo,
and so hear ye,
hear ye after due consideration this site declares that like Sacco and
Vanzetti,
the Rosenbergs,
Richard Hauptmann and Alger Hiss, Mr. Jond was the victim of a grave
miscarriage
of justice
in 1964 and should be given his proper due with a full circle of
approval.
I remember the
names of several of these folks in this shot from 1969 (note the less
formal, more
"natural" group portraits of the late '60s — more on this later).
I think I recognize Andy Meyers,
Alan Kaiser, John Witaskin, Kenny Granet and Steve Abramson. The
counselors are
Jeff Davis, a
curiously outfitted Steve "Augie" Orenstein and Joel Pitagorsky.
The names of most of the girls in this shot will be familiar to people other than me. However, I can say that the girl fourth from the left on top is not Dennis the Menace's neighbor Margaret but Ellen Glasser, who did not offer me enough money for me not to post this picture. I also see Margie Bellis, Lisa Kronenberg, Laurie Cohen, Melinda Roth, Robin Portnoy, Julie Biblowitz and who? Oh, no not again!!!
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Here is Mark Falkowitz's 1962 bunk. Left to right: Kenny Kafka, Gary Pollick, Jerry Shulman, Bobby Barrows, Terry Cohen, Mark Falkowitz and Peter Childs. The counselor in the off season goes around disgused as a reporter for a great metropolitan newspaper, fighting for truth, justice and the American way. This is as good place as any to talk about the shorts that our parents were forced to buy and we boys forced to wear once or twice a summer. Designed by the Cruella de Ville fashion house, they had elastic in the back and a fly and button in the front, so that when one sat down, the front of the shorts rose perceptibly, making it seem that the wearer had an erection (although at that age, chances are that we did). If you doubt me, look at nearly every boys' group picture and ask yourself why the photographer was always trying to get us to put our hands in our laps.
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Here's another bunk shot from the Mark Falkowitz collection.
Holding in his stomach on the left is head counselor Lenny Kantrowitz.
Next to him is Mark, followed by the youngest scion of the illustrious
but diminutive Kafka family, Kenny Kafka and his ever-present brother,
that jokester Franz, Bobby Barrows, Norm Winer and the noted
disciplinarian Lenny Dvorin, who as a camper went on his first raid
when he was ten years old. Note that the required dress for counselors
in 1963 was apparently prison-issue gray slacks.
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I gather from this photo that one of the years after I left,
the groups on the boys' side were sophomore, junior, senior and
reformatory. I think the counselor played in Santana. What's going on
here? Were they paid to glare at the photographer?
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Nobody wanted to put poor Sidney on his shoulders.
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This is one of my favorite bunk shots for several reasons.
First, you've got Bruce Berland, obviously making sure to keep a
counselor between himself and his Dad. Then, you've got the kid in the
middle, who obviously has enormous interest in this whole process, and
finally there are the two bunkmates on the lower right, demonstrating
such obvious affection for each other that you know it must have caused
their parents some concern.
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I can't look at this picture without humming the Patty Duke theme song. With those white head bands, half them look like identical cousins, and I bet a hot dog did make them lose control (especially a hot dog cooked in our kitchen). This raises some interesting questions: What did the lyricist mean when he wrote that a hot dog made Patty lose control? Are the lyrics incorrectly recorded, so that it was really "the" hot dog, a dance at the time (she is dancing when when the words are sung)? Or does she just get overly excited at the prospect of a frank with all the fixings, or do they allude to some nefarious use of her Oscar Meyer, one that doesn't involve chewing? Important people need to know. I'd love to hear your interpretation of one of the most vital songs of our time, one which truly defined a generation. Anyway, back to the subject at hand, I can pick out Sue Malamud, Sharon Ascher and maybe Eileen Handler. Someone else will have to fill in the rest. Sue Litwer to the rescue: "Back row: second from left is
Gloria Resnick, fourth from left is Janet Zeller, next to Janet on
right with blonde hair was a counselor named Carol from Staten Island
who went to Mt Holyoke and was only at Everett for one year because she
caught entertaining waiters in college hall in the middle of the night!
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In 1974, this would have been a picture of the entire boys camp, but since this was 1955, right smack in the middle of the baby boom, this was only the sophomore boys and their counselors. Who knows where they were able to stash everyone that year, when the camp population per square foot must have rivaled Shanghai. Rick Silverblatt, who sent in this photo notes the following people who attended December's reunion. They are: Scott Cantor (bottom row, second from the left); Len Dvorin (bottom row, fourth from the left); Rick Silverblatt (third row, fifth from left); Rick Kaskel (third row, seventh from left) and Elliot Wohl (top row, fifth from left). Also note Mark Goldstein (third row third from right). Les Rapapport is two over from Mark to his right. I imagine Pete Leepson can fill us in on the rest. Pete? |
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Here's the first shot I've found that includes the girls'
head counselor, Faye Brenner. The fact that today I have more gray hair
than Faye did frightens me enormously. The woman next to Faye is my
mother's ex-school chum Helen Kahn, which makes Helen 41 when this shot
was taken, eight years younger than I am. I have no idea how this
happened.
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Rick Silverblatt listed the names of some of the people he remembered from this picture, but before I get to them, look at the kid in the first row, second from the right. Isn't that Robert DeNiro saying to the photographer, "You lookin' at me?" And the two to his right, I think I've seen their faces on the wall of my post office. Then there's the kid in the third row from the bottom, third from the right. He must have forgotten his head that day, so the photographer had to superimpose one onto his shoulders. And there's no question that the fellow two down from him to his right was the brains of the whole outfit. Here's who Rick points out: Len Dvorin (bottom row, first from left); Rick Silverblatt (third row, second from right); Rick Kaskel (third row, first at the right); Andy Kaye (second row, fourth from the left); Jimmy Cutler, brother of Hon. Jane Cutler, Camp EV alumna (second row, first at the right); Joel Wayne, popular counselor, (top row, second from left); Jack Silverblatt, my dad and group leader, (top row sixth from left); John Corigliano, music counselor and future Pulitzer Prize winner in music (top row, first at right).
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Third from the left (or fourth from the right) is the lovely
Sue Malamud, who, not surprisingly, was constructed very similarly to
her sister Fern.
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The group just below bunk four was called "munchkins."
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I have quite a few ex-sisters-in-law. See if you can find
one of them in this photo.
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| Here is another of our continuing series on Sue Malamud's adolescence. Notice again the white headbands and the indication that brown penny loafers were all the rage in 1965. But what I want to know is what and where was the "annex"? Who annexed these poor girls? Was this what Harry and Jack were referring to when they spoke of Camp Everett's manifest destiny? |
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The Simons, as the evidence continues to demonstrate, were a
small race of women. That's the youngest, Phyliss on the lower left,
who at 23, was still only slightly larger than a paramecium.
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Here's another photo from the Rick Silverblatt collection,
and here is Rick's list of the seniors: Top Row from left to right
(Counselors): Joel Wayne, ?, Steve Solarz (future US Congressman), Sam
Kostman (H.C.), Peter Leepson, Jack Wohl (Sr. Group Leader)
Second Row (left to right): Rick Siegel, Henry Haines, Richard Blaustein, Alan Novich, Brian Wayne, Mel Smith, David Goldstein, Ronnie Hirshkind, ? (Doug Wolfson??) Bottom Row (left to right): Rick Silverblatt, Gary Karshmer, Rick Kaskel, David Axelrod, Peter Stoll, Howie Millman, Billy Raphael, Len Dvorin. |
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I see these shots and everyone looks very young to me when
in fact, these are actually group leaders from 1973.
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Hey, what's a bunk picture without a Malamud. Note the
hand-me-down Everett t-shirt on the girl second from right. And why
does Helen Kahn have to wear an Everett shirt but Faye Brenner doesn't?
All I can think of is is that in the union contract Helen wasn't
considered management.
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This is a great shot, in part because the sneakers
are so evocative of those days, but the photo also caused me to
wonder if anyone ever watered the lawn. Apparently, the answer is no.
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| Either the laundry was having an especially bad week, or white socks weren't in vogue among boys in 1962. The campers from left to right are: Ronnie Cohen, Paul Malamud (looking his Alfred E. Neuman best), Kenny Handler, Jamie Jond, David Ascher, Marty Litwer and Barry Goldstein. Stan the Man Wolf is standing right rear. The other counselor is unknown (to use anyway). |
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| Apparently Jamie and Paul were traded in a for a few pairs of white sox. The lineup here is David Ascher, Bruce Kiviat, Marty Litwer, Barry Goldstein, the unknown camper, Kenny Handler and Ronnie Cohen. In the back are head counselor Lenny Kantrowitz, two unknown fellows and Stan Wolf, who hadn't moved an inch since the year before. |
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| This is the first in a series of pictures submitted by Gary
Karshmer. In this photo, Gary is in the first row, second from
the right. The only other people he recalls are Ricky Kaskel, second
row fourth from left and Rick Siegel, second row fourth from the
left. The guy in the middle I think was the strong man in the circus.
Also, I can't see the left hand of the counselor who is third from the
left, but it might be the reason for the surprised expression on the
face of the fellow to his left. If you can recognize any of the names, drop me a line. From Carole Toporek: Top row: second from left: Richard Fisher (her prom date), sixth from left is David Goldstein, fourth from right is Mel Smith. Middle row: far right is Bill Rafael. Counselor: far right is Elliot Blaustein, the big guy on the bench is Duke, the waterfront counselor From Terry Newirth: Middle row: second from left is Sidney Feld, twin brother of Carol Feld From Rick Silverblatt: Row 1(bottom): Peter Stoll, second from left; Jeff Frantzman, fourth from left; Row 2: Sid Feld, second from left; Vic Borod, third from left; Albert (?) Bell, fifth from left; Row 3: Richard Blaustein, third from left; Andy Kaye, fourth from left; Jerry Kessell, fourth from left. |
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| Being an idiot, I started at this photo for several minutes
wondering how and why the camp put the counselors' names on their
T-shirts. Finally, the dim bulb went on in my head and realized that
Gary did this. Notice how some have two lines and others have one
line and that the only camper whose name is on his shirt is Fred. Did
that mean Gary worried that he would someday forget Fred's name or was
Fred one of Gary's special friends? Look closely at the fellow next to
Fred and take note of my earlier remarks regarding the shorts that we
were forced to wear on days such as this. Oh, Gary did supply a few names for this one: In the front row are Lenny Dvorin and Gary. Second row left to right is: Henry Haynes, Lewis Wexler, Mike Leibowitz, Marty Schwartz and Fred Imberman. The counselors are Elliot Wohl, Julie Rowan, Eddie Rosenstein and someone named Marty. P.S. Sue just looked at this picture and shook her head and said, "I'm sure glad I wasn't a boy." |
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| With this shot, Gary began editorializing. It seems
there are boys with no x's, and then we have one x all the way up to
five x's. Gary will have to furnish us with the key to his code, but
what I can't figure out after looking at this shot is where the hell
did they put all these kids? I count 36.5 kids in this photo. Granted
they're little kids, but you can't just stuff 'em in cubby holes every
night. They need beds, so where were they? I don't know what year this
was taken, but those post World War II years were a hot time in this
country, and this photo is probably as good an illustration of the
impact of the baby boom as any. Here are some names: Front row: Lenny Dvorin, fourth from left, Billy Raphael seventh from left, holding the sign; Second row: Gary, second from left, Rick Silverblatt, fifth from left, Ricky Kaskel, seventh from left; Third row: Henry Haynes, second from left, Mike Leibowitz, seventh from left, Lewis Wexler, eighth from left, Marty Schwartz, ninth from left, Fred Imberman, twelth from left; Counselors: Marty, Stan, Eddie Rosenstein, Norm Kauffman, Elliot Wohl, Julie Rowan, Gary, Al, Bruce, Al Scheer, Richy and Bill. |
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| Lots of questions here: 1) Why are the counselors so often
posed the way they are here? When I saw a counselor standing in front
of me like that it meant he was about to whack me very hard in a
one-sided game of flinch. 2) Why is the counselor with the spectacles
the only one not to tuck in his shirt? 3) Check out the shorts on the
kid at the left of the second row. Why, why? 4) Why are the kids in the
front all holding their right wrists? Were they broken playing flinch?
Is the pose preventing them from doing something they shouldn't be
doing? Important people need to know. Names: Front row: Ricky Kaskel, first on the left; Gary, third from the left; Lenny Dvorin, right end; Billy Raphael, third from the right; Second row: Jimmy Butler, second from the left; Henry Haynes, fourth from the left; Rick Siegel, fifth from the left; Rick Silverblatt, second from the right; Mickey Garlick, fourth from the right; Counselors: Elliot Wohl, third from the right. |
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| Is it me, or does this photo look like it was taken in Pisa? The folks here, according to Gary: Front row, let to right: Lenny Dvorin (Why is it that Lenny always got to sit in the front row?), Mickey Garlick, Gary Karshmer. Second row: Rick Kaskel, ?, Rick Siegel, Henry Haynes, ?; Counselors: Elliot Wohl, Dave Newirth. |
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| Look carefully. Marge seems to have graphically enhanced her flip to the point where it now resembles Tracy Turnblad's rats' nest in "Hairspray." |
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| Couldn't
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| Is it me or do the top row of counselors all have short right legs? |
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| I think the woman in the upper left starred with Danny DeVito in "Let's Throw Momma From the Train." On the other hand, what's up with the counselor in the upper right? |
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| This photo, along with the illustrated comment, came from Cookie Bromberg. Guess who she didn't like? |
