Their pill boxes are clean and they were fed with Wegman's subs. Pops wore his Superman t-shirt and they promised to watch the dog all weekend (I took her for a long walk just in case).
Chitunga and I are heading to a summer camp in Croghan, New York where I hope to not be eaten by a bear and where, I hear, there is no service to civilization. I'm anticipating a weekend of much reading, incredible nature and umbrellas (it's supposed to rain while we're there).
This is Old Forge land, where my mother flipped from a snowmobile and once broker her shoulder (imagine that, just a few miles from where she walked into the wall at the St. Lawrence's River).
I feel like I'm revisiting my days in Rochester, Vermont, where I was out of human contact for days.
Here we go.
Chitunga and I are heading to a summer camp in Croghan, New York where I hope to not be eaten by a bear and where, I hear, there is no service to civilization. I'm anticipating a weekend of much reading, incredible nature and umbrellas (it's supposed to rain while we're there).
This is Old Forge land, where my mother flipped from a snowmobile and once broker her shoulder (imagine that, just a few miles from where she walked into the wall at the St. Lawrence's River).
I feel like I'm revisiting my days in Rochester, Vermont, where I was out of human contact for days.
Here we go.
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