During my senior year of high school, I’d turned 18. So by the time summer hit, I was already a legal adult. Of course, I’d naturally been looking forward to being a grown-up. More, though, I had been anticipating that summer. I wanted it to be epic!

My excellent grades had gotten me a scholarship to a good college. My higher education future was pretty well mapped out. But that summer I didn’t have academia on my mind. I was all pumped up to go to a resort 40 miles away on the coast for the next few months.

The resort was a kind of go-to place for high school grads in our town who wanted to make some fast money. The place always needed extra help in the summer. The resort also had a delicious reputation as somewhere that an eager young buck could work all day and party all night — and... Read More