Country Roads, Take Me Home

This is the first summer in fifteen years that I haven’t been to Camp Nan-a-Bo-Sho. It’s a straight up fact, but seeing it in writing makes its truth real. In the summer it was everything. Everything that I did was part of the countdown to camp. It was magical, it was special, it shaped who I am, but it had to end eventually. Reflecting on … Continue reading Country Roads, Take Me Home