Really one of my all time favorite short stories, Hemingway’s Big, Two-Hearted River. Just reread it. It has been maybe five or so years since I read it last and it still gives me the same calming intrigue it did the first time I read it in 2003 on a grassy hill in the late spring. I’ve been really craving camping lately and I may get to go next week or the week after for a few days.