Betsy and Sal

For Mom, Summer Camp Means Margaritas

After the two week vacation gap between the end of school and beginning of camp, one mom is ready for a break.

Summer can be defined by parking lots. Surely you agree. Two days ago, I inhaled deeply, breathing in the aroma of the awaiting overnight camp buses as they idled on the sun-baked pavement, mixing exhaust fumes with the familiar elixir of bug repellent, sunscreen and adolescent boys. Summer camp was about to begin. In less than 30 minutes and with army-like precision, counselors and logo-clad camp directors had duffle bags loaded, campers piled onto buses, songs being sung and finally, wheels-a rolling.   To the untrained eye, a few of us looked like our eyes were pooling with tears of sadness. Why correct that lovely image? And for the record, I’m sure some of those parents were genuinely sad.   I was not.  What constitutes the beginning …

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