This morning we dropped off Ethan at camp in rural Pennsylvania. It was his idea, even though he's never been to sleep-away camp, he hates bugs, and he has never been without his cell phone for more than a day. We'll see him in two weeks. Not expecting any letters.
Diner cheeseburgers on the way home.
Followed by a roadside DQ about twenty miles later.
Followed by an evening with McCartney at the Meadowlands.