Summer camps are magical places, and got to experience summer camp as staff for a few years. The first two years were at a christian campground, and the end of which I was highly, highly religious. I was supposed to be off a christian university, but the place had monetary issues and had to double …
Monthly Archives: December 2012
Interlude
Before we move on to the next 18 years, I want to tell you about Mrs. Beattie. She was an English teacher in high school, and out of the few strange things I have taken as path markers in my life, is an essay I did for her class. She was normally very liberal …
The first seventeen years
I could hear the pain in my father’s quiet “oh” as I truthfully explained to him that I did not have any happy memories of growing up on the farm. I do have one or two fuzzy memories that are happy, but they all involve being away from the farm: a sleep over at a …
One year left
So what if you had one year left to live, and then would ‘time out’ a la Justin Timberlake’s, “In Time”? Would you live your life any differently than you are right now? Would you be depressed that it was all going to be over; would you suddenly regret all the time you wasted; or …
Psychoterrierpy 