Lou Katz was the putative director in the fifties. I was friends with Billy Lax and Lew Singer, later with Floyd Skloot. Mike Brzostovsky was the camp doctor in the late 50s, brought in by my Dad, Dr Lionel Blackman. My brother, Cliff and Dan attended, and my sister, Carol, one year. 1957,59,60. Rabbis Saperstein presided over services where we wore whited ducks, etc, and their was a big cantor who sang, for reasons unclear, "The Road to Mandalay " wherever that was. I have been looking for my counselor in 1957, and guy named Shengold, who taught me how to fight. Very useful life skill. I'd like to thank him, wherever he is. Jerry Blackman