School's Out For Summer

I wish I was a camper...swimming twice a day, a snack of icecream in the afternoon and lots of running around and playing. At daycamp in Brooklyn, I started my first magazine with my best friend Yuki Sow. Her parents owned the fish market down the street from my grandmother's apartment. Yuki and I knew all of the camp gossip; so our magazine chronicled the dating lives of elementary school kids. We handwrote our magazine and sold it for 25 cents. I guess I was always meant to be in the media business.

In high school I released one edition of the The Fountainhead - an alternative rag. I just didn't have the discipline to continue. I remember making tons of photocopies at my dad's office and my friend and fellow Fountainhead writer stealing some samples of laxatives.

Another wonderful thing about the summer - about camp - was having a crush. From camper to camp counselor, there was always a boy (sometimes many) that gave a certain energy to the hot days. It was lovely, but not always so innocent in my teenage years.