Dear Campers and
Parents,
Saturday morning, Aug. 17th, approached us with a rapidity that was
frightening....Can you that camp was almost over--- I didnt
want to think about it, but the moment had come...both Vance Liebman
and myself each set our alarm clocks for 5:00 A.M. and when the
alarms went off, we each awoke and at 5:15 A.M. we began the process
of awakening boys that were leaving on the 7:33 A.M. flight from
Rhinelander to either Chicago or Milwaukee. As we approached some of
the staff members who were going to wake up their boys, we were
greeted by groans, a loving kiss from one counselor, and a missed
fist from anther staff member. Finally, the campers were awakened, we
fed them breakfast, put them aboard the buss that was to take them to
the airport and as I boarded the bus to bid them farewell, there was
complete silence...This was it-- the boys were going home, and each
of us got a lump in our throats and finally I said
Goodbye hurriedly and I patted most of the boys on the
shoulder, and soon the bus whisked them away until next summer.
The previous afternoon, we had given out all awards, packed them in
the boys footlockers, and then trucked all the foot lockers to the
Rhinelander Airport to insure that the trunks would be put aboard the
planes and arrive in your Airport. The duffels of the early departure
boys were also sent to Rhinelander. At 7:30 A.M. the rest of the camp
was awakened, and the boys brought all the rest of their luggage to
the departure areas and we then ate breakfast. now came the momentous
job of cleaning up our cabins, the camp grounds and leaving for our
various departure areas. Something different was also going to occur.
On Sunday, 155 girls from various parts of the country-- some of the
finest gymnasts were coming to Timberlane to open up a one week
program offering $25,000 worth of gymnastic equipment and qualified
gymnastic counselors in a program that was designed to offer a
complete series of gymnastic activities and blended with camp
activities such as skiing, riding, riflery, sailing, canoeing,
swimming, archery, radio, tennis and other things. So, the boys
worked hard to get the cabins cleaned up, and then the Milwaukee
contingent departed on a chartered bus. At 10:30 A.M. our second
group left for Rhinelander, and finally we had only the Indianapolis
contingent left. Everyone sort of stared at each other---how small we
had grown...The gymnastic staff arrived and were introduced to our
staff members who were remaining--we would be having 43 of our own
staff remain at camp....and finally, it was time for the Indianapolis
boys to leave for the Airport--my kitchen girls started to cry,
everyone hugged one another, and the time we had all dreaded finally
occurred as the bus drove out of camp to the airport with our boys.
They were gone---and it was such an eerie unbelievable silence all
around us. I called the staff together and told them that there was
still a lot of work to do, but that they could have the evening off
once the work was done...
Reports from our staff in Chicago indicated that all boys were making
their plane connections in Chicago but we received a jolt from
Rhinelander when we were informed that under a special regulation,
they were weighing all luggage going out of the airport, and any
luggage that weighted over 70 lbs would be shipped via air freight
collect... Some of you were most upset when you had to pay for the
overweight luggage--- I have contacted Mr. Palm of North Central and
am trying to have them rescind the handling of this luggage, but if
youve ever dealt with an airline, it is a difficult task to
override a directive.... Where I felt badly was when some of you felt
as if it was my fault....I can only say that we sent your luggage to
the airport and from then on the air lines handle it-- we are not
allowed to make any decisions on what happens to luggage from then
on. If any rebate comes back I promise that Ill inform you
immediately, but it doesnt look too good.
What a wonderful we had before camp was over. On Sunday, we had sent
a group of campers to the annual Kawaga Sailing meets -it was assumed
that we really went to pick up some sailing tips--- and as some of
the sleek sailboats were placed in the water, it looked like bad news
for us...The meet started off with heavy gust winds, and we had one
of our boats in fourth place at the halfway point...But then things
started to go our way as many of the boats ran into trouble with the
stiff wind--- the favorite began to flounder as it suffered a busted
rudder, and we moved up to third place...Hope sprang up amongst the
crew members of our boat, and they really went to work, and soon we
were number two and we were sure thrilled with the prospect of a 2nd
place finish in this prestigious meet. And then it happened--the boat
ahead of us miscalculated a buoy in the water and scraped into it--
they were thrown off by the mishap and veered left out of
position---Mike Cohen, our leader changed the tack of his course,
took advantage of their mistake, and into the lead we went with our
Timberlane banner waving in the breeze, and it was 1st place for the
boys all the rest of the way...When they came back to camp with the
horns blowing, I knew that something had happened and with smiles a
mile wide on their face-- the key sailors of the winning craft, Fred
Heller, and Jim Goldstein were greeted with hurrahs and bravos and we
had accomplished a first for Timberlane-- CHAMPS OF THE KAWAGA ANNUAL
SAILING MEET FOR 1974.....( Hats off to all the boys that
participated in the event.) It was malterino night for all the boys
in the meet....
Monday was a big track and field meet, and records fell by the score
as our boys worked hard all afternoon to make the meet a success. At
night we held a special treasure hunt, and it was lots of fun for all
the boys...Now, we had our big Pow Wow Day coming up--- the boys had
to prepare late into the evening on Monday to get the tribes ready,
and at 7:30 A.M. Tuesday Morning, counselors and campers riding
bareback on the horses, stormed into the cabin area and all the boys
were awakened with screaming voices, war whoops, and lots of bells
ringing...Breakfast was a shambles as tribes came to the center of
the eating area had cheered and sang songs for their teams. We then
had them get together for final tribal meetings...Finally, the boys
put on war paint, and each tribe entered the arena to put on songs
and cheers in the hope of convincing the judges that they were the
best tribe. The introductions were fabulous and finally the Indian
leg wrestling. Each boy in camp competes in the leg wrestling in his
age bracket and an upset occurred immediately....Danny Aron, of
Indianapolis, had been plagued with a knee problem all summer and for
many months prior to the beginning of camp-- he wasnt even
rated as a contender in this contest, but in a mighty effort, he
hammered home a win for the Intermediate Division and the day was on
its way. The events are great ones, and includes such things as
sitting on a plank over a canoe, and trying to paddle, chopping logs,
fire building, soap carving and a multitude of events, and by the
time the day was through, the Mighty Navajo had won the day. At night
we ate steak sandwiches that were very delicious. That night we made
barbecued chicken and it sure tasted good after a full day on land
and water. That night was our last social and it was held with Camp
Pinemere---many of our boys are now accomplished dancers and expert
talkers, and heart breakers...Thursday was final testing and the
place was buzzing with activity as boys were trying wrap up all their
tests. At night we held a capture the flag and the blues won and had
a big celebration before they went to bed.
On Friday, they boys packed, yet kept on with their activities, and
when dinner was over we had a short free period, and then we all
tromped out to our campfire site and had probably our finest campfire
of the year. We sang all the old songs and brought on Jeff Sable who
did his beautiful rendition of FIDDLER ON THE ROOF, at
the campfire. The camp was enthralled and the background of the
campfire against the image of Jeff as his head was was waving during
the song just made the program something special. The key log
ceremony itself took over an hour and by 10:00 P.M. we just finished
the campfire. Then we went to the lodge and picked up a candle
mounted on a dish and we walked with the lighted candle to the
lake-front and placed the little ships on the water and watched as
they floated away out into the lake. What a beautiful and sad sight
to know that camp was now really over....And finally the boys went to
bed and now theyre gone--- and I cant stand it...
In their places we have 155 pretty little and some mighty big girl
gymnasts-- and whats really scary is that when you tell them to
do something, they always do it--- the dining room is too quiet-- and
they love doing the same activities, and they keep asking me about
you boys and what you did at camp and if some of you guys were
cute...I told them how masterful you all were and how handsome each
of you were, and how good some of you were in this sport or that
one...They kind of envy the life you had out here and many of them
have asked me if this could be a girls camp...No- it
couldnt --I just miss each of you too much to ever change our
camp...
And now its over--- and Im going to begin to hibernate--
I have so many plans for next summer. I am purchasing crash pads and
other mats plus a mini-trampoline for our gymnastic program--- I have
learned so much in these past few days. Well probably get a new
motor for one of our boats, and its new tramp bed time for four
of our tramps...Were going to build a new section for our
kitchen and set up a bake shop for more baking...We plan to build a
giant kiln for our pottery program and to come up with three more
potters wheels, and Im sure that before camp rolls
around, well have many new and exciting things for
camp....Now-I need your help---You are my recruiting force...It is
through the wonderful experiences that your boys have had at camp
that will prompt you to talk up our camp... Id appreciate the
names and addresses and telephone numbers of any prospective families
from any city in the U.S.A. In about one month Ill send you a
lead sheet and would appreciate any help you might give. The dates
tentatively for next summer are Monday June 23rd to Saturday Aug.
16th, with the break in session being Sunday, July 20th, Put these
dates on your calendar....Visiting Weekends, are Friday and Saturday,
July 11th and 12th, and Friday and Saturday, Aug. 8th and 9th.
And to some Ill be sending out your spending money accounts and
a wrapup of your sons activities while at camp. If there are
any errors on the spending money report, just let me know and
well see what the problem is. For those who got stuck on the
air line trunk deal, Im sorry, but I have no control, although
I am working with them now to see what can be done about it...To all
of you, as previously mentioned, its that time of year when I
have to go back to teaching school and Ill have a big five days
before I begin, so Ill kind of hibernate for a month and you
wont hear from me-- that doesnt mean that Im in any
kind of trouble -- only that Im very tired right now. Ill
begin to put the 1974 camp film together, and Ive got great
footage to look at. Sooooo start recruiting for me how...I need your
help and again, what a wonderful year, campwise and funwise--- we all
loved it and Ill see you at the reunions starting at the end of
October----look for the bulletins notifying you of the reunions, and
well see all of you in 1975.
Best Regards,
HH