Sometimes You Know When It Is Time To Turn The Page

This past weekend, I attended the Alumni day of URJ Camp Harlam. I started working there in the summer of 1963. I spent nearly 40 years involved with the camp in a variety of capacities. My children went there and next summer, the first of the grandchildren will attend. The main reason for my being at camp was to co lead a service of memory and celebration for my friend and colleague of 50 years, Arie Gluck. As I mentioned in this space last month, I officiated at his funeral, which was a private service. This gathering of camp Alumni (the majority of whom grew up under his leadership) would be camp family farewell, held in the old “chapel in the woods”, where Shabbat mornings were and are the custom.
The largest gathering of Alumni showed up. My colleague, Rabbi Amy Schwartzman, asssited by a camp song leader, helped create the memorial moment. Two veteran campers, now grown, reflected on Arie’s mentoring and influence. One of his daughter’s and granddaughter read a poem that ws part of the funeral service. There was laughter and tears. There was a sense of his presence. There was a sense of closure. His camp family had gathered to say goodbye in a place that represented his life.
I mention this day because, as the day progressed and I followed my own grown chidlren and grandchildren around the Alumni activities, there was a quiet sense of completion that I felt. You know, it is often hard to let go of relationships and connections, especially when they represent so much a part of one’s life. Yet, driving home, it felt right to feel that this service and the day, represented a sense of closure. I think often of all the memeories of my years of involvement with the camp. Indeed, the impact of URJ camps (and the other denomination based camps) is easily one of, if not THE, crowning achievements of our American community. The number of rabbis, educators, cantors, Jewish professionals and the like who were influenced and inspired by their activity at our camps is incalculable.
Yet, there comes a time to turn the page. A time to celebrate the memories, take joy in the relationships that were established and move on with life. Of course, this is a message for all of us at various stages of our life. Life continues to unfold, presenting us with new challenges and new possibilities for growth. We all face these moments in our life. If we are lucky, like those alumni who gathered at camp, there will always be a special place in one’s for a place and people who meant so much. But, with life, as it unfolds, we take those memories and hold them close. We, if we are lucky, take some of those relationships as well into our future, never forgetting what was, but ready to embrace what will be.
Rabbi Richard F Address


  1. Richie, I hope that your relationship – not necessarily about a physical presence, not a connection that has to be one way or formal – sustains. Through your children, your grandchildren, your memory, your friendships, and whatever ways the legacy of such a significant bond can take shape. We are thankful for your leadership and your love for Harlam.

  2. What would have been your response if your grandchildren’s choice were to go to the local tennis or soccer camp? What if they responded with boredom or disaffection? While you are “lucky” that your legacy is being passed on in this way and that your children and grandchildren are following in your footsteps of Jewish connection, for many, this could have been a challenging experience of disrespect and detachment. You are blessed with memories becoming legacy builders.

  3. As people age and think of retirement turning that page can be difficult. Some how most of us do it. Slowly, i am turning that page and getting ready for a new life

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