Adjusted for inflation, that’s 61% of this summer’s Yavneh tuition of $10,050, and half of the $12,200 we paid for Eisner.
#Typo negative albums full#
In my day (1980-86), a full summer at Yavneh ran about $2,000 per camper. I had hoped to be able to complain that all this photo-documentation was responsible for the skyrocketing price of camp. Courtesy of Becket Chimney Corners YMCA via Wikimedia Commons To which I said: PARENTS ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE ABLE TO SEE ZIMRIYAH! THEY’RE SUPPOSED TO HEAR ALL ABOUT IT THROUGH HOARSE VOICES THE NEXT MORNING!) Campers at Becket Chimney Corners YMCA in Rudd Pond. (Fingerman said he and his wife did sign on, with cocktails in hand, to watch the livestream of Yavneh’s Zimriyah, the end-of-first-session song competition the night before Visiting Day, only to find a tall kid blocking their view of their daughter, Esther, and thus spend the evening yelling at the computer screen. “I said, if you want to look at the pictures, you go through them yourself.” “The second summer, I don’t think I looked at all,” said Fingerman, a parent of more confidence and willpower than I. That first year, he said, he downloaded the best photos and made an album for his kids. “I said, ‘Under no circumstances can you call the camp.'” “She didn’t see a picture should she call the camp?” he recalled her asking. COVID came to Jewish camps this summer, sending staff and parents scramblingįingerman said that the first year his own kids went to Camp Yavneh in New Hampshire - my beloved camp-a-mater - his wife called him in a mini-panic after the first day.Is he washing his hair? Wasn’t he wearing that shirt yesterday? Why isn’t he smiling? Why isn’t mine smiling like those other kids? Click, click, click. Why is he sitting solo when so many pics are of group hugs? Click, click. Anxiety creeps in when I don’t see his familiar mug.
I try scanning the thumbnails on the album view, but they’re too teeny for my aging eyes, so I end up clicking through each image one by one. “Alien Invasion 295 photos,” “Trip Day 483 photos,” “All camp dance! 222 photos,” “Friday at Eisner! 724 photos,” “Rainy day at camp! 474 photos,” “Opening day for 2022! 1365 photos.” (You read that right: 1,365 photos of drop-off day. So I diligently, guiltily, resentfully sign into CampInTouch each night and click.
#Typo negative albums free#
Just don’t look at the photos! Exercise your free will! But what kind of parent sends their kid off to sleep-away camp for seven weeks and ignores photos that might just show how they’re doing? I ask you, fellow camp parents, fellow citizens, fellow humans: Is this really necessary? Lev Rudoren, back at camp after eight days of isolation for COVID-19.
That’s an average of 601 photos for each of the 20 days camp has been in session, an average of 24 photos of each of its 497 campers. As of this writing, Camp Eisner, where my son, Lev, is now back in Bunk 26, has posted 12,024 photos on its password-protected CampInTouch website.
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