Telling stories

What (and who) is a story for?

Over the past few days, my 7-year-old son and I visited these mountains in western North Carolina, as part of a weekend for fathers and sons to spend together and preview for him what it would be like to go to sleep-away camp. We hiked to a huge waterfall, we shot arrows and pellet rifles and slingshots, we canoed and fished. (And we ate like runners pr…