Author: catman
Date: 10-02-02 17:46
Bob "Rosey" Rosenfeld turned me on to the site when I saw him at High Holy Day services this year. I've been enjoying reading your messages and reminiscing about summer days amid the pines. I took a few good pictures during my time at camp. From time to time I’ll post a few so that some of you can enjoy the memories as well.
During the holidays I decided to make an effort to begin reconnecting with friends I’ve lost touch with over the years. I was very successful in contacting the first group I set out to reach. This site will certain aid me in that quest.
Although I was never fortunate enough to have attended Camp Horseshoe as a camper, I have never forgotten the times there and the peace and contentment that I felt each Fall after being there. My wife Charlene (married ’83) spent a week of our honeymoon there during pre-camp. That’s the last time I saw camp.
Many of you have expressed regrets that the camp did not survive. But you see it still survives. It survives in the type of men all of you grew up to be. It survives in the way you approach your lives and your families. It survives in your hearts and memories. Camp Horseshoe itself was just a place, a stretch of sand and pines in the Northwoods. What made it so special were the men, both counselor and camper, that grew wiser there. What made it special were the values that we took with us when we left; the values that were instilled in it to the core by Doc H and Gordy. As long as the “boys of summer” remember, Camp Horseshoe will live on.
Regards to all,
Roy Hiller
Nashville, TN
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