Can I talk to you for a minute?

I will never forget this question.

It was posed by one of the camp staff on a Wednesday, the year I turned 12.

It was the year my life was to change for the better. At this point in my pre-teeness, however, I was in a dark, sarcastic, and m...

“For you belong to Youth Camp, and Youth Camp belongs to you.”

When I was 8 years old, my brother, sister, and I spent a week out at Van Buren Youth Camp. I never, in a million years, would have believed how much I have gained from my association with this place. It was...