For years a furniture salesman from Connecticut, Mitch Kurman, has toiled
ceaselessly* for the passage of a youth summer camp safety bill. Why?
Because his son David was drowned when his canoe overturned in the
raging* waters of the Penobscot River. The camp counselors leading the
trip were inexperienced, had blundered into dangerous
waters, and had no life jackets for the canoers.
Mr. Kurman was naturally dazed by the tragedy.* But rather
than merely mourn his loss and wait for the painful memory
to subside, he began a campaign that took him on hundreds
of journeys to speak to governors, senators, and congressmen. He had
learned that 250,000 children are injured or maimed
annually* in camp accidents. It was hard for him to comprehend
why we have laws that outlaw* mistreatment of alligators, coyotes, birds
and bobcats, but we have no law to prevent disasters* to children in summer
camps.
Wherever he went, Mr. Kurman was commended for his
efforts, but he received only trifling* support from the lawmakers. One
bill, requiring people to put on life preservers when they took to the
water, died in the final reading. Another such bill exempted
private ponds and lakes, exactly the waters where most summer camps are
located.* Even a bill calling for a survey of camp safety conditions was
at first defeated. Mr. Kurman’s struggle so far has been in vain,
but he continues his battle to avoid* a repetition of the
accident that took his son’s life.
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