I’m spending half of my life (this week, anyway) at the camp I spent every summer at growing up.  The week is half hanging out in a white trash castle (pictures to come) and half in a circus tent full of teens that smell like circus animals.  And it’s a GREAT week.  Here’s a picture of the ‘Spring Arbor Counterpart’ speaking to the circus creature scented teenagers.

Radam & Teens

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