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Favorite Places 5

Waupaca, Wis., lures him back.
Our second installment of Favorite Places comes to us from reader Kenneth Lapins, an E-business consultant in Chicago.

I spent eight summers in Waupaca, Wis., as a boy at camp. As I drift in a rowboat on the shallows of Old Beach, with chestnut velvet reeds and willow catkins scraping and thudding the boat bottom, I watch fish dash in and out of an old sunken tree-this is the first memory I recall when stressed.

Sometimes I need to concentrate on a banal task, but a sound or smell sends me back.

If you were to see the sun glisten on the lake near dusk or hear the crackling of a camp- fire among the cricket strains or smell the pine floating on the warm air, you'd have trouble concentrating, too. What a nice problem to have.

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