I wrote most of this story over 40 years ago. It is based on my experience when, in the summer after my freshman year at Harvard, I worked at a boy’s camp on Lake Timagami in Canada. The camp doctor was a young intern who later went on to work most of his life as a medical missionary in North Africa.
It is nice to see published your recollections of a peaceful moment in your early life. I hope I have at least partially portrayed the essence of a few short summer weeks in an almost untouched wilderness.
(If you haven’t read this story, you can find a link to it on Published Stories.)
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Very nice story, Stan, with lovely imagery and a sweet twist at the end. Excited to learn more about your mystery book.