We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
One of my fave grandaughters is hopping on the plane and headed for the FOCUS camp on Martha's Vineyard this morning. It's her third time, and she loves the program as much as she loved Rockbrook, where girls learn to shoot, rock-climb, white-water kayak, and other good stuff in a "traditional" atmosphere (God, the Flag, and shaving-cream wars all welcomed) in the glorious Smoky Mountains.
If you are a Christian, consider sending your kids to the FOCUS camps.
They only let you do the schooner week once in your life, though. Too bad. That was a truly unique week of God and adventure, climbing the masts to set the sails, swimming a mile to shore even if you think you can't, and obeying the Captain and the Mate - with a jump and without question. I saw the photos and heard the stories. The squall story said it all, and taught the kids something with true authority: Life is Real, and Things Matter, and Life is not a Rehearsal.