OPINION It’s a Family Affair The night before leaving Maine, I became a bit wistful. As another year’s visit to “Camp Schechter” came to an end, I wished we were staying longer. My wife is right: I am more relaxed there than anywhere else. The setting is idyllic: two Dave Schechter simple cabins, in a woods, just From Where I Sit steps from a lake, in an area less frequented by tourists. What makes this place special can be found in photographs displayed in the larger, green cabin — successive generations in the same surroundings. That history began some eight decades ago, with my paternal grandmother and great-aunt. My brother the rabbi now holds the title. His maintenance and mechanical skills make it possible to live in a cabin where the inner wall is the outer wall, room partitions stop short of the ceiling, the kitchen is functional, and one does not luxuriate in the shower. Having no such skills, I cut brush and paint; this year, the exterior of the smaller, white cabin, which I joke is held up by up coats of paint applied over the years. As a boy, I painted the same boards with my father. Nine summers have passed since his death, but memories of my father are ever-present. I can sit in his rocking
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