The nest is empty... for a little while
Aaron at the airport, on the way to Ramah Outdoor Adventure When I was 10, I went away to summer camp for the first time. It was a 7-week boys camp near New London, New Hampshire, called Camp Sunapee. I didn't really want to go to sleepaway camp. In A Christmas Story the younger brother Randy is introduced with, "Every family has a kid who won't eat." In my family, that was me. I think I survived that summer mostly on bread sandwiches and Hershey's Almond Chocolate bars. We also had a counselor from Switzerland who taught soccer and took me sailing on a butterfly, and who introduced me to this amazing thing called Lindt Milk Chocolate that was even better than Hershey's. I shot a rifle, went to a dance at a girls camp, occasionally saw my older brother who was a 2nd year Sunapee camper, and... well, I didn't really like that summer's camp experience all that much, in the end, but from that year on I was away at camp every s...