The year Tess, my horse-crazy first-born, went to sleepaway camp for the first time, we flew to Burlington, Vermont, and then drove down to Vershire to drop her off. In our red rental car, my husband, James, Tess, her seven year-old brother, Adam, and I swung through green folded hills...
Posted May 8, 2007 | 02:04 PM (EST)