A kaleidoscope of simcha, camaraderie and achdus, bochurim from a variety of camps were united by Yanky Briskman and Yidi Bialostozky’s symphony of togetherness at Six Flags, boundless joy unfurling its gossamer wings. Like butterflies drawn to a blooming meadow, the bochurim congregated under the nighttime sky. Amidst the thrill of roller coasters and the park’s twinkling lights, they found inner elation in the timeless niggunim, transcending barriers of space and time, each note a radiant star.