These girls are preparing to climb the Alpine Tower, a structure whose underlying purpose is to humiliate old people, who sit hugging themselves while the kids scamper up and down the infernal contraption like spiders. Why did I ever sign up for summer camp? What was I thinking? The other boys in my cabin make fun of my snoring and the way I grunt when I tie my sneakers. And when I sat on a log at the campfire, a kid on the other end shot five feet into the air. And they snicker at my Tony Orlando and Dawn t-shirt.