I went to two summer camps. One was called Camp Bellaleo. I spent a few weeks there during the summer before fifth grade. The second camp was a Czech-language camp in the heart of Scarborough (I know, I wouldn’t believe there’s a camp there either) which I attended in my early teens and later stayed […]
The man from the park office probably thought we were doomed. He certainly recognized us as beginners. I struggled to hoist the canoe down from the top rack and he kindly jumped in to intercept it before it tipped over and landed on my foot. Mark was quietly worried that we hadn’t told anyone where we were […]
One of the things I like to think we did right as parents was to raise a couple of girls who aren’t afraid of picking up toads, frogs, bugs, and other creatures of the woods. I have Mark to thank for that. He’s not afraid. I’ll touch any of the aforementioned but I’m certainly not […]