"Wisconsin. That's in Michigan, right?" Once, on my family's annual family vacation to New Hampshire, a kid asked me where I was from. I of course responded with, Wisconsin. Without skipping a beat, he responded, that's in Michigan, right? I never forgot the disgust I felt that someone my age (11) had no idea where... Continue Reading →
When You’re An Adult, You Get to Do Kid Things
I still can't believe it's been a solid month since I left on vacation with my sister and dad to return to our beloved family camp on Lake Winnipesaukee in New Hampshire after an eight year hiatus. Post-college, it seems like time passes a whole lot faster and so I'm still in disbelief that a month has... Continue Reading →