Beshert | Camp Counselors for a Summer, Partners for Life
I was a junior at Boston University, majoring in Speech Pathology, working my way through school in a variety of jobs. I packed candy in a mom-and-pop factory, sold men’s underwear at a downtown department store and performed dramatic readings for Jewish women’s clubs like Hadassah and B'nai Brith.
My summer job was supposed to be as Drama Counselor at a Jewish girls’ camp. I wasn’t thrilled about an all-girls summer, but it was a good opportunity and, surely, I could survive a summer without male companionship.
But two weeks before camp opened, my friend Shayna told me about her summer job: counselor at a camp for emotionally disturbed children. That sounded interesting and would relate to my major. Plus, it was a coed camp.
Shayna happened to call the camp director immediately after a woman called him...