Last week was my annual Baxter Boys camping trip. We are a group of 5 guys, all close friends, with whom I’ve been camping (without spouses) once a year since the early 1980s.

In earlier years, we camped in Baxter State Park in Maine, most often at the South Branch Pond campground. This campground is my heaven on earth.

As we got older, we needed cellphone service to support our families and aging parents. Thus we moved our annual trip to Acadia National Park, where we have camped in both the Blackwoods and Schoodic Point campgrounds.

This year, for the 7th time, we camped in Blackwoods Campground. This campground is close to the scenic oceanfront, has easy access to some of the best hiking trails in the park, and has a free shuttle bus to the nearby town of Bar Harbor.

We were there for five nights. It was sunny and pleasant at the beginning of the week and later clouded up, with only a few daytime sprinkles. So, we have no complaints—another great trip for the books.

I live in Boston, and I subscribe to The Boston Globe. I get the paper edition seven days a week. It’s kind of like supporting public radio, which I also do.

I scan the headlines. I check the obits to see if anyone I know has passed on. I enjoy the comics, and I do the puzzles.

I am not a Christian, but I love the thought of a bright, sunny Easter morning.

I love the idea of little girls showing off their new Easter outfits on a bright, sunny morning.

I guess I’m a romantic.