Nothing More American

Taken down at the archery range on a sunny afternoon during my last year at camp (2001), I’m a second [&hellip

I think I’m 11-years-old in this picture. Clearly, at the time, I was an extremely impressive dresser, as are all [&hellip

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

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

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

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

Camp is a tradition, of sorts, for most people who end up spending weeks upon weeks in the middle of [&hellip

In my last year as a camper at Camp Shewahmegon, during which I would have been 14 years old, I [&hellip

An explanation of NMA’s first regular feature

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