each year, after memorial day, my dad’s side of the family gathers at lake proctor for a weeklong vacation.
when I remember my days as a tyke, I always think about our time on the lake. this annual reunion was our formal intro to the summer. afterwards, my dad would continue to live at the lake 4-5 days a week and just commute to work. he owned a tent trailer and a boat then. us kids would stay in our tent with as many friends that would fit.
I have some of my most favorite memories at those campsites (as well as some of my more embarrassing and wilder ones, too). nevertheless, we venture to the lake just once a year now and it’s about making different memories.
memories for my kiddo.