Okay, I’m on board this month with poetry! It’s day 3 so I’m running behind. Here’s the Day 3 poem from Poets.org. I know it’s April because magically, every morning I get a poem-a-day from them dropped to me via email. Usually I feel guilty that I’m not really participating so without the usual guilt, I begin..
Here’s my model:
Gold River
by Catie Rosemurgy
The arch in the bridge. The moment of architecture.
The island where you lost your mother’s keys. The photo she sent
of someone who looks like her walking to the point
where the land becomes reminiscent of dissolving of flesh.
The trees stamped onto our minds like traumas
are supposed to be. The frightening blanks where the stores were.
The sense the owners died. How many people killed by logs,
do you think, over the years? The moon sitting greedily
on your house. The carrying of one another
when young, light, and poisoned. The doorsteps
we were left on. The fox scat. The extra points in school. Who knew
how prominently quarries featured? Only once or twice in a lifetime
does one find the suicide or hear the primordial screaming. The towns nearby
that survive on museums of their earlier burning. The dreams set
in neighbor’s houses. The mounds with hooves and bones sticking out.
The gentle sloping. We will always be swimmers
digging into the thaw. The former newness. The various cuts of meat.
The places cats won’t go. The climbing out onto the banks. The naked man
working harmlessly in the woods. Like a milkweed or fox
you are something that parted the dirt here. The rotting
that sets in when you leave.
Here’s mine:
Oakwood Cottages, Briggs Highway, New York
Bonnie Kaplan
A fresh photo where I once spent my childhood summers
Still 19 bungalows, around the U
Still the outdoor fireplace, built by Uncle Sam, the hermit during a lonely winter with only his dog Mike for support
Still the flowerbed in the center, the lawns moved by my dad at the end of his own long work day
Still the casino for parties and Friday night movies and solo sax practice
Still our own bungalow attached at the hip to my mom’s “in-laws” in the main house
Still the forests for Peter Pan
Still the den of Ted E. Bear, the colony’s handyman, filled with promise of secrets, my brother dreamed of exploring
Still the camp house, the handball court, the path down to the pool
Still the wild blueberry bushes just ripe for picking by the end of August
And Still just down the hill from the Cherry Hill Hotel
BUT…
Finally my mother put her foot down and refused to keep spending summers there. We didn’t care anymore. All of us were also ready to move on.
I was quick to shut off my present at Oakwood Cottages.
Just part of my awkward teenage past.
My grandparents held on, until they were too old to travel even the 7 miles from town. And finally it was sold as part of the family inheritance to the present owners, who waited patiently for it so they could own both sides of Briggs Highway.
I did not want to go home again but Tuvia needed a piece of my past.
bonnie,
thanks for the beautiful words – my memories of oakwood cottage summers are fresh and always sweet.
terry
Bonnie,
Little Barbara Kaplan here. In Virginia with my husband and children. Had my dad’s unveiling today. Both folks are gone. Mom first and then dad 19 months later. This photo and the great words are just what I needed today. My best to you and all of your family.
Barb
Barbara,
I was searching Oakwood Cottages after being in touch with Ruth Diamond and saw your posting.We are talking about having a Oakwood Cottage Reunion. How are you? Sorry to hear about your parents. My dad died many years ago but mom is 91 and still living in Ellenville in the house we grew up in. My aunt and uncle live across the street. I live in Massachusetts with my husband- we have 2 step-children and a grand-daughter, Would love to hear from you- I am on facebook and my email is elainekapperman@gmail.com I was Elaine Pressman..
@ Wow Terry and Barbara, the same day. So glad that you stopped by to check out my site. All good here in Nyack, NY but my parents and brother Jeff and his family still live in Ellenville. He’s the mayor and a great guy. Still funny but calmer, sometimes. My parents are still here in their house,our house. I am retired as a full time teacher but I work as a Director of the Hudson Valley Writing Project at SUNY New Paltz. Great.
And you????
bonnie,
although i was a kid at oakwood my memories are vivid. i have been back over the years and showed the bungalow to my husband and kids. thanks for sharing the picures and thoughts.
laurie
ps. we live in tappan
Hi- I’m here,too! Good to here from all these names!
Sorry it’s taken me so long to respond —– Alex and I have the most wonderful memories of summers at Oakwood —- our children still speak of it with fond memories (Michael & Jeri) ( Susan was too young to remember)Estelle and Sandy Horvitz and we take a ride up there every summer or two.We’ve met the Russians some years back and last time we were there –there was a chain and a sign No Trespassing. We are planning our next ride up within the month —– hope we find someone there ! We live in Fort Lee,NJ perhaps our paths will cross again someday ??
I use to rent buses to your uncle Sam (Meta) is he still around?
BSD Was there in 1968 anyone else from that time would love to hear from you
We spent many happy summers at Oakwood Cottages. My father, Marvin Halpern, who recently passed away, was the camp director in the late 1950s – surely anyone who was there in those days will remember him. I recognize many names from the posts above – the Salits (Hi Gloria and Alex), the Kaplans (Hi Barbara and Bonnie!), the Horvitzes (who we still see regularly). Good memories from my childhood here.
I spent my childhood at oakwood cottages with my family
I remember going to camp and herb diamond being in charge
Think about those days often…..
I went to oakwood cottages . My family went for many summers. The Gibsons , Horvitz ‘s, and theNathanson clan. Wonderful family.
Please post pictures !!!P.S. It’s my fathers birthday today. The wonderful Chuck Nathanson❤️
Great to see so many family and friends who have visited this blog. They were fun summers from a long time ago!
Brings back great memories. Spent several summers playing softball, whiffle ball, swimming down yonder, and picking blueberries with Sonny Kaplan. I remember the fire we had at the big bush in the center of the oval. Started by throwing sparklers on 4 July.
And Mel Kaplan was my godfather!
Hey Gary how are you? Your sister Thea?
We, wife Marjorie and I are well, retired and living in Connecticut. She was also a full time teacher. We have three grandchildren.
Thea is living in Jupiter Florida. My mom just passed away in May . She was 98. I have been thinking of Oakwood often these days. Yearning for simpler times.
Wow how about that. I remember Mel well and his kids..
Gary just told me about this site. Very cool to see some names from the past. They were the best times of my youth. I remember playing maj jong with Stephanie, Debbie, Terry, and you Bonnie. And, oh my, as teens going up to the Cherry Hill Hotel to gang out with the band and the wait staff. Just the best!!! Hope all is well and getting thru with awful time. Stay save.
last week we rented a house with my family near forestburgh and passed several ultra-orthodox bungalow colonies, reminding me of oakwood cottages. so here i am. if i knew an address, i would have looked for it. i think i was part of the younger kids group when it was in its heyday (i had bright red hair, now white, what’s left of it), so we didn’t go on the cool trips with the older kids (where one of the supervising adults broke his leg grabbing the outside of an amusement park ride). mostly i remember being in trouble with jeff and brian and some other kids (like lighting the hay field on fire, who knew?) and crab apple fights and playing softball and picking blueberries and learning mah jhong and playing Will in Oklahoma and my dad (ed) participating in theater stuff in the casino. fond memories. wish i could remember more (perhaps not 🙂 – )
Planning a trip to see if there are any remnants of Oakwood Cottages in Greenfield Park. Anyone remember exactly where it is/was. Thanks.
Let’s plan an Oakwood Cottages reunion.
Let’s plan an Oakwood Cottages reunion.
does anyone have an address for oakwood cottages? or some description as to how to find its location? i’d love to stop by some time just to walk around and see what memories click – thanks – charlie