Tannenbaum Lets the Bulletin Worry for Him

Note To Camp Owners: Why not reach the parents of the children you are anxious to sign by presenting your story in a paper they trust. The Bulletin is such a paper.

Only the constant ticking of the clock and the rustling of a newspaper broke the quiet of the Tannenbaum living room. Morris reveled in the very peacefulness of his home. Rachel was at a Hadassah meeting, the children were out, and even the radio was quiet.

As the door in the hall slammed Tannenbaum sighed as if to say it was too good to last. Sam, his first born, breezed into the room with a cheerful hello and plunged into the subject uppermost in his mind.

“Listen, dad, I’ve been offered a job for the Summer in a new camp. It will be a change from the sameness of the camp I’ve been at for years. Do you think I ought to accept? They’ve promised me everything, yet maybe I will miss the old place.”

During this outburst, Rachel came home. The talk of camps reminded her that now is the time to decide upon a camp for the younger children.

The conversation grew animated, the arguments heated as camp after camp was named and discarded only to be considered again. Morris looked longingly at his Bulletin which he had been reading and wished they would let him alone.

A bright thought struck him. ‘Suppose we drop a line to the Jewish Daily Bulletin Camp Department for suggestions,” he said. Everybody agreed and once again Morris resumed his reading.

Note To Camp Owners: Why not reach the parents of the children you are anxious to sign by presenting your story in a paper they trust. The Bulletin is such a paper.