I am a huge proponent of summer camps. I started at summer camp when I was 8 years old, and my gym teacher, who was also the camp program director, gave me a scholarship to attend. After that week (despite the bouts of homesickness and a few bug bites), I was hooked, and continued to attend camp each summer as a camp, then a junior counselor, and a counselor. In fact, my first “real” job out of college was as a camp director, and I still have very good relationships with (and many, many very fond memories of) both camps that I worked at and attended. One of the reasons I even agreed to go on the first date with my husband was because he too had attended and worked at summer camps. The experiences at camp can be life affirming, life changing, and, well, just plain fun!