|A young man discovers a new talent when he helps a friend pick out a wardrobe for summer camp.|
I was happy to ease into one unique scenario which involved a lively group of 5 recent high school grads. One girl enrolled a group of three boys to help a second girl pick out some dresses. I watched as one of the boys rose to the occasion, scoured the store, and scooped up a bunch of dresses. I was impressed by the young man's valiant effort. The other boys were entertained but only peripherally engrossed. I was completely charmed.
"I WANT friends like you," I said. Then I asked "Who's the lucky girl?"And then I asked if I could take their picture because it really was a very sweet moment among friends.
They pointed to a cute girl.
"For graduation?" i asked.
"No we already graduated. For camp!" the personal shopper volunteered.
I raised my eyebrows inquisitively. At Lake Bryn Mawr Camp, where I once went, I ne'er remember a day when a dress was required.
"For fancy nights?" I continued.
"For Shabbat," they answered, not sure if I understood.
"Oh. Cool. I'm Jewish too," I said with a smile.