Happy Bastille Day! If you’ve ever wondered why an American is obsessed with a French holiday, this one from the Archives explains it…
Bonjour, mes amis! Happy Bastille Day! While I know the French can be rather annoying, and they tend to judge us Modern Philosophers at they glare at us icily from beneath their stylish berets as they munch on their baguettes, I actually have a fond Bastille Day memory that I’d like to share with the group.
The summer I was 16, Evil Step Mom told me I needed to get a job. So, I found one as a counselor at a sleep away camp. Camp Madison Felicia was somewhere a couple of hours north of the city, and its claim to fame was that some PBS show about a summer camp was filmed there (I want to say the show was called “Camp High Feather”).
My friend Eric had also gotten a job there, so off we went to spend the summer away from home, and earned a paycheck for…
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