uck camp was on, and all the guys were in the kitchen of the cabin, eating chili, telling lies and talking about what blinds they’d hunt in the morning. It was Shane’s second year of duck camp, but this year, at 17, he felt like one of the guys for the first time. Despite being tasked with chores like burning trash and continually scraping mud off the porch steps, he thought duck camp was paradise. But
COMING OF AGE
Feb 06, 2024
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