Ode To Summer Camps

2018-05-08T19:54:51-08:00May 8th, 2018|Carey's Thoughts|

Listening this evening to a solitary soul with a bugle horn across the water in the park play taps took me back to the summer I was 8. We lived in Boston. My  mother took my sister with her to the English Virgin Islands. They stayed for whatever brief period of weeks it took to establish residency and then get