One Happy Camper
Twenty years ago this week, I camped in the Vermont woods. In my own tent. Roughed it. Cooked over an open fire. Hiked mountains. Swam in a creek. Ate s’mores. Sang campfire songs. Battled bears. One of the best trips of my life. One of the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen.
And, sadly, the last time I went camping.
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