Camp, Community, and a Story I Had to Tell

This summer (2025) I spent a week at Camp Solomon Schechter volunteering as a medic with my wife. The week stuck with me more than I expected. It all felt like returning to a world I knew as a kid, but had forgotten about.

When I got home, I couldn’t stop writing. Three days after I got back from camp, what started as a few notes in my phone turned into a short book called The Water Lily. Its a story about camp, service, community, and how small moments hold big meaning.

I figured some of my camp friends might enjoy reading it, so I wanted to share it here.

This blog post is just a quick note to say thanks to the campers, staff, and everyone who made the week what it was. The book is my way of holding on to that experience, and the stickers are just a fun little extra.

If you were part of camp this summer, I hope you find something in it that resonates.

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