Rabbi Sholom Groesberg
“Tawonga brings Jewish youngsters closer to the peoplehood by strengthening their sense of self-identity and group-identity.”
How does it come to be that a man who never went to Jewish summer camp and never had children of his own decides to dedicate all his philanthropic energy and generosity to this most unique of American Jewish community innovations? In the case of Sanford (Sandy) Groesberg, of blessed memory, who passed last year at the age of 96 (just one month shy of his 97th birthday), you can read about it in Chapter 8 of his memoir, “Camp Tawonga vs. Camp Newman.”
Spoiler alert–he leaves his estate to both us and our dear friends across town!
Born in Brighton Beach, NY in 1920, the child of immigrant parents, Sandy adopted a hyper-rational approach to surviving the Great Depression. Engineering seemed a good way to make a living and appealed to his lifelong passion to make things run better and smoother. After receiving his Masters from Columbia University (NY), his doctoral thesis analyzed the problematic vibrations in a (then) brand new automotive innovation, the Mazda rotary engine. His work helped make possible the famous “Mazda hum.”
“He fine-tuned the world around him to make everything ‘hum’,” says Lisa Katzki. “This was his way of tikkun olam, of perfecting the world.” Lisa and her husband Dan met Groesberg in 1993 when he was their Rabbi at B’nai Torah, in Antioch, California.
Whaaa? When did he come to be a Rabbi?!!
At age 60, after a successful career culminating in serving as the Dean of the School of Engineering at Widener University, Sandy applied the hyper-rationality that served him so well to the mid-life question of that moment: “Now what?” Examining his life he realized his Jewishness “defined his existential selfhood” and that his next vocation should be built on that foundation. Four years later he was ordained and began his journey of moving from community to community across the country, becoming–as Dan Katzki says–”The Lone Ranger Rabbi.”
Now “Sholom” Groesberg, the Rabbi had a unique advantage in choosing where to work. He was financially secure from his pensions and investments, so could go wherever he felt needed and stay only as long as he felt necessary. Fans of the Lone Ranger on radio and TV recognize this pattern and recall that he too lived off his investments, namely, a secret silver mine. Remember those famous bullets? In Texas and California there are many communities and congregations who can look back fondly at Rabbi Groesberg’s sojourn with them, solving problems by bringing out the best in the people around him.
Although he never was a Jewish summer camper, Sholom did spend one afternoon at Tawonga, along with the Katzki’s, Lisa Wertheim, me and my son Ben. It was a winter day after the Rim Forest Fire of 2013, and we were the only ones on the land. At one point, Sholom asked to be left alone, resting (at age 93) in the shade overlooking the lake and the meadow beyond. In his memoir he writes, “The tranquility wrought its magic and I imperceptibly lapsed into a reverie. I was transported back to my boyhood.”
But Sholom was no sentimentalist. He had already determined that Jewish summer camp was the best choice for his philanthropy long before this trip to camp. How so? That same hyper-rationality, of course. Sholom studied all the available research on what modalities have the most lasting and positive impact on Jewish youth and concluded that summer camp was the one that best met his objective of “bringing Jewish youngsters closer to the peoplehood by strengthening their sense of self-identity and group identity.”
Thank you Sholom, for your intellect, your determination and your commitment to our people. We will remember you always.
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