As many of you who follow this blog already know, Bill Will—the co-founder of Camp Shewahmegon and one of the

A year ago, I participated in a month-long fundraiser called Movember where men grow mustaches to increase awareness about men’s

Today is July 12, 2010. Scroll down a bit and you’ll see the last post was erected (Boner jokes already?!

Ok, let’s just get it out of the way… It’s been a long time since I’ve updated Nothing More American.

Lately, I’ve been on a big Conan (the Cimmerian or barbarian, not the late night host) kick and stumbled across

Boo boop! Hey folks, sorry I’ve been so bad at updating over the past couple of weeks, but if you’ve

Most camps have a camper and staff-written publication that updates and parents on the goings-on of their kids’ summer retreat.

Hey Folks! I just wanted to address you all directly with a few things. First, I chatted with a few

After spending nearly half the summers of my life at one camp or another, it’s difficult to remember a time

I’m sure that in my attempt to open with something profound I’ve already done an injustice to my goal here—to collect the memories of my camp days and capture the spirit of them for myself and others to enjoy—but, hysterical and goofy as my memories are, there was something in the capture the flag games, naked dips into the lake, stupid jokes, raincoat hikes and fast friendships that was distinctly profound in regards to my life