Sometimes I wonder which memories will make the cut.  Perhaps these small scenes that play out year after year – aunties reading books to jammie-clan cousins and “cousins” on the orange cabin couch after a long day of sun and saltwater and sand – will simply meld into one massive warm memory labeled “Camano”?

SMD

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