Me, getting a little “crazy” for the camera, at CTY, on the campus of Franklin & Marshall in Lancaster, Pennsylvania, sometime in August of 1991. It was my fifth and last session of the beloved summer camp, and I had a great group of friends, felt really at home there, and was generally enjoying being a “nevermore,” one who had reached the age cutoff and couldn’t return the following year. Except of course I did return, as an RA, a few years later.