When I was eight, I spent the entire summer running around Indiana. My great uncle had a few acres in a rural part of the state. One day he handed me a hatchet and gestured towards the woods and off I went. I spent most of the day by myself, riding my bike down to the creek, crawling through brush and carving out a little fort with my hatchet, picking berries, and finally watching fireflies glow. It was easily my favorite summer. I learned how to […]