Village Voices - We don't write papers, we build scrapbooks

A lot of stuff has been coming in recently in regard to Summer Camps, and that got me thinking about when I was a kid and going to YMCA camp.

Every year my parents sent my brother, sister and I off to camp at Camp Tecumseh in Brookston Indiana.

For a full week, we slept in the little cabins they had that were divided up by age and gender – as the youngest in my family, I was down in the cabin with the other ten, or eleven year olds, while my brother was with the “big” kids – 13 to 14 – and my sister was off in a whole different section of cabins entirely.

Each morning our day s...