“Summer camp used to be a place people sent their children hoping that when they came back from two weeks of hell, they’d be less whiny and more appreciative of their parents. Summer camp wasn’t supposed to be fun; it was a socially acceptable form of house arrest. It was a place you couldn’t go crying to Mommy when bullies started working you over. It was a place where you couldn’t get away from voracious mosquitoes, bad food, extremely annoying forms of communal singing and storytellers determined to share the wisdom of yore. Summer camp was supposed to be like real life, only worse.”— Joe Queenan, “When Summer Camp Was No Fun,” The Wall Street Journal, June 25-26, 2016
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