10. The door locks: You were always safe because of this hook going into a looped
piece of metal jammed into the wall, and about to fall out.

9. The laundry: We knew we could depend on the laundry service to take away our
dirty clothes with their usual stains and smells and to return them three weeks
later with completely different stains and smells.

8. The badass overnight guy: This ex-commando had seen a lot of action in 'Nam/Lebanon,
but you knew you were gonna be the first to outsmart him on your raid to the
girls' bunks to see one of your friends, because she has really yummy Pretzel Stix.

7. The color war scores: Every year, just when you thought one team was ahead,
the other team made a last minute comeback. Amazingly, it now all come down to
the last color war sing event. It was do or die.

6. The "OD"/Shmira counselor: All feelings of friendship and goodwill towards a
counselor had to be put aside when he was on OD. That night, he was your worst
enemy and he had to suffer through your bunk's water fights, attempted raids, etc.

5. The Richard Mahoney/ Cropsy night: This night was obviously not cursed, but
there most certainly was a camper by this name who mysteriously drowned in the
lake/ was murdered/ disappeared, and we can prove it because he signed his name
on our bunk wall in '63 (feel free to add in your camp's legend for this scary night in the comments section).

4. The counselor salary: It made perfect economic sense to become a junior
counselor for five kids when the camp didn't pay you a thing and your salary was completely dependent on their tips.

3. The camp bank: This state of the art lockbox needed a very intricately
crafted key to be opened (or a kippah clip). It could repel any thief, especially when the office door was locked (see # 1).

2. The Golf Cart guy: This person's only job was to ride around on the golf cart
with sunglasses on. Sometimes he had to stop the golf cart, so he could refuse
ride requests from campers who came running up to him.

1. The mud soccer game we played right by the horse corral: That's how mud is
supposed to smell, right?