Looking Back on the Camp Days

Looking Back on the Camp Days

empty stables on the right where the horses lived and I visited every afternoon to groom, to feed, to ride even if I had to sit sideways the edge of the woods on the left by the parking lot, still gravel, and the main building we used to call the “dining...
Returning to the Cabin in the Woods

Returning to the Cabin in the Woods

We drove down the long road until it turned to gravel. When we hit the rocks and dust stirred around the van, I knew we were almost there. The excitement grew as I unloaded and rode down the pathway to my cabin for the week. Camp was about to begin and I would soon...
[Memoir Mondays] Stuck at Home, part two continued

[Memoir Mondays] Stuck at Home, part two

This is not a story about a family vacation or about the car ride to get there. No, it’s more about one event that stayed with me weeks later. A small part of the trip led to my second season of being stuck at home. Let me give you the background of the story, the...
[Memoir Mondays] Stuck at Home, part two continued

[Memoir Mondays] Stuck at Home, part one

February 20, 1993             When I woke up, I felt happy. I could go home today! I packed my things so I would be ready. (Well, my Mom and Dad helped me pack my stuff.)             In the afternoon, a nurse helped me into a wheelchair. They pushed me downstairs to...

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