The Time of Our Lives

Hi Everyone,

I've just completed a new Omega video. It's a three minute version of a two hour VHS tape that Rhea Schwartz kindly sent to me. It's called "The Time Of Our Lives"

My wish is that it will really get everyone in the Omega spirit for the reunion, which is almost upon us. It will be over in a flash. Luckily, we've hired a great videographer to record the highlights, so we can show it to our grandchildren and they in turn will show it to theirs. Omega will never fade away: it's morphed into a value system that echoes a Utopian period in our lives.

If only the world could be one, big camp Omega; there would be no more war (think of Wes, who devoted his life to peace and harmony through his deeds and music), the hungry would be fed (think of Auntie Bea, who nurtured us in more ways than one) and the sick would get the health care they need, because we cared about each other's well-being. Material things were inconsequential, except for maybe whatever we could snitch from the canteen.

I'm sure you're thinking to yourselves "Art's gone Looney Tunes on us". I'm not suggesting that anyone take these thoughts literally. They're meant to be a metaphor for how different life has become from the idyllic reveries we have of our camping days. I know that it wasn't really all lollipops and roses. But would it be so bad if everyone started treating each other as we did back then? As Wally would surely sing - "To dream the impossible dream". We'll just have to take some comfort from the 42nd reunion of the founding of Camp Omega, and, for a couple days, we'll be home.

Love,

Artie