Enter Vince and Joe Lara, unruly, foulmouthed, and skeptical about camp. They fought, drank, smoked dope, stole money from a fountain at the mall, and couldn’t care less about school or church. Their stepfather and older brother were in prison, and their mom, Jill, who worked full-time for a medical supply company, could barely control them. “My greatest fear was that they were going to follow in [their brother’s] footsteps,” Jill said. “They wouldn’t listen . . . I would tell them to come home and they wouldn’t.”