It's officially camping season. Which means it's officially time for my every-few-years' ode to camping: Camping with Nana. Every summer, from the time I was 5 until 15, my Nana — that’s what we ...
Every summer, from when I was 5 until 15, my Nana — that's what we called my grandmother on my dad's side — took me camping in her 1959 trailer, a 15-foot teal Holly Mascot. I would go with my older ...
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