Years from now, when I think back on the experience, I won’t remember the fact that I could barely maneuver in my room of seven girls, that the one bathroom was constantly becoming flooded or that my entire body felt like one big bruise. What I will remember are all of the friendships that I made and the indescribable feeling I got every time I completed a task, whether it was putting up the frame of a house, or filling a pond with dirt. Those memories will stay with me forever.
Michael • May 2, 2009 at 8:39 am
I just happened upon this article after googling ‘Medoway’ out of curiosity to see what would come up.
Nice piece.
See you in a few months.