KVUTZA, KVUTZA, WHO'S GOT A KVUTZA?

When we left Tel Hai at the close of the Kvutza season last summer, little did we expect that it would be our last summer there. But it was. When at the winter seminar it was decided to leave Tel Hai and look for a new site for the Midwest Kvutza, none of us were too sad.

It was decided that Wisconsin would be the lucky state containing the new Habonim Kvutza. A committee was elected to look for a site, and an official title was given the committee, the Meshugoyim (mad ones).

How should we go about it? Where should we start? Whom should we contact? The method we used was quite simple. We took out the trusty telephone book and began paging through it. R-Radiators-Radios-ah, Real Estate. With eyes closed, I spun around three times and placed my finger on the page. I phoned that number.

"Yes," said the man on the other side of the line, "I have just what you want. And it's only 9,762 1/2 miles from Milwaukee." I hung up. Again I went through the same procedure. "Sure enough," said a bass voice, "I have just the place for you. None other like it in the whole state. All you have to do is put a dozen steamshovels to work for two years and you've got it, see? Nothing to worry about, I supply the blasting powder." I thanked the gentleman for his kind offer and consideration and hung up.

Well, after calling for enough times to have lost count, a place with real possibilities turned up, only thirty-five miles from Milwaukee, high land, heavy woods, hilly, and level. It meets all the requirements and we are awaiting word as to the possibities of our developing the lake into a swimming pool. Nevertheless, by the time you'll be reading this article, we will probably be building for the 1944 Kvutza season.

Armon Kamesar, 1944