NEWSLETTER FROM BETS DANKO
Buses and cars drive up (it’s always ‘up’, I don’t know why) to a place in the woods filled with buildings built a hundred years ago and stories to fill multiple lifetimes of “back when I was a kid” wisdom. Kids from everywhere find a cabin or a place to pitch a tent. Strangers become roommates, teenagers become leaders, and memories are made over stomachs filled with s’mores and songs that hail the simplicity of the life of a bullfrog and mosquitos that get under your nighty.
It’s childhood in a nutshell.
At camp your worries are all about crafts, volleyball, and swimming tests. At camp a dinner...