Ken Mont Camp for Boys - Golden Days Yearbook (Kent, CT)

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tive had been setg the goal had been reachedg and a new first was set for other Ken-Mont divisions in the future to follow. No amount of praise is enough for what this group accomplished on that trip. They were brave, they were courageous, and above all, they were winners. This was the Slide Mountain Expedition of 1967. Twenty-four Hawks made the summit dashg be- low are their namesg it is quite an honor roll: ..-.... ..... L.,,...v...-....-... . JAMES WACHT GARY AARON tlocouu sfiois 3 uwzyz cmv-mmm, ' K 11 I R Q.. .. I 'I' I --..-0. -..... .EM 1 BRUCE AERAMS ROY MITTELMAN 3 ROGER KAHN MIKE MANAsEvIT I KEN LEIBOWITZ JIMMY LIEF gm MICHAEL wEIsEEIN EYAN SCHWARTZMAN I A r2-- M - Q yfyjg JON TUMEN Dons ELAU IW 7 agvvs GARY SINGER BILL FLAXMAN . HANK SCHOTTLAND JON DAVIDSON wwf-Hwy JAY GOODGOLD HowARD KUNIN MITCH LAWRENCE MIKE GOODMAN CLIFF ROSENBERG NEAL NASH BERT FICHMAN ERIC DONNENFELD OUR TRIP LEADER-BIG JIM -1?-aaa:-ef'-. 15 , . .---N. -Am W 335455.quigqsggij-gifj ff f - A---------M A ' f - ' mt A 572535-EE-Ti'?:93:'3?fE' .

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