Each year many members of my church head out to Codorus state park for a few days of camping. Since I have always been able to get a bunch of writing done while I am camping, I tend to extend the trip by a few days and enjoy more time under the tarp and tent….

In early August I drove out to Dayton, Ohio for Flite Fest with my old friend Ron. Saying that is a double edged sword, eh? How ambiguous, “my old friend Ron.” So, Ron is old. The implication is that, as an old friend, I’m old, too. I feel like I am getting lost here. Anyway….