The best things in life aren’t always free.
My daughter, Whitney, learned that years ago when she won a raffle prize of a scholarship to the lacrosse camp at a prestigious local Division 1 university.
It was the summer before her freshman year in high school and Whitney already was a veteran of lacrosse camps. She actually had won a scholarship to a camp several years earlier and had a blast, which led her to pick and choose lacrosse camps for much of her summer getaway fun from then on.
But at this particular school — and I am not naming it (though I will give a hint and say that some people believe the college has the most famous parking in the metro Boston area) — camp was more like a business trip.