Where I grew up, in the suburbs of New York City, it was commonplace for children to spend eight weeks each summer at overnight camp. From as early as the age of 6 through 16 or so, many of my contemporaries were ensconced in camps across New England, each perched on a lake. Some may…
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Remember when people wrote letters? Not just brief notes inside birthday or get-well-soon cards, but pages long, juicy, fun to read letters. Remember that? You know, the thrill of opening your mailbox and seeing your name, handwritten, on an envelope- there’s nothing like it. Knowing that someone took the time to sit down and write…
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