remember your " BOYSCOUT DAYS!"

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Dear Mom,

Our Scoutmaster told us to write to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV and got worried. We are okay. Only one of our tents and 2 sleeping bags got washed away. Luckily, none of us got drowned because we were all up on the mountain looking for Adam when it happened.

Oh yes, please call Adam's mother and tell her he is okay. He can't write because of the cast. I got to ride in one of the search and rescue Jeeps. It was great. We never would have found Adam in the dark if it hadn't been for the lightning.

Scoutmaster Ted got mad at Adam for going on a hike alone without telling anyone. Adam said he did tell him, but it was during the fire so he probably didn't hear him. Did you know that if you put gas on a fire, the gas will blow up?

The wet wood didn't burn, but one of the tents did and also some of our clothes.
Matthew is going to look weird until his hair grows back.

We will be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster Ted gets the bus fixed. It wasn't his fault about the crash. The brakes worked okay when we left. Scoutmaster Ted said that with a bus that old, you have to expect something to break down; that's probably why he can't get insurance.

We think it's a super bus. He doesn't care if we get it dirty, and if it's hot, sometimes he lets us ride on the bumpers. It gets pretty hot with 45 people in a bus made for 24. He let us take turns riding in the trailer until the policeman stopped and talked to us.

Scoutmaster Ted is a neat guy. Don't worry, he is a good driver. In fact, he is teaching Horace how to drive on the mountain roads where there aren't any cops. All we ever see up there are huge logging trucks.

This morning all of the guys were diving off the rocks and swimming out to the rapids. Scoutmaster Ted wouldn't let me because I can't swim, and Adam was afraid he would sink because of his cast (it's concrete because we didn't have any plaster), so he let us take the canoe out. It was great. You can still see some of the trees under the water from the flood.

Scoutmaster Ted isn't crabby like some scoutmasters. He didn't even get mad about the life jackets. He has to spend a lot of time working on the bus so we are trying not to cause him any trouble.

Guess what? We have all passed our first aid merit badges. When Andrew dived into the lake and cut his arm, we all got to see how a tourniquet works.

Steve and I threw up, but Scoutmaster Ted said it was probably just food poisoning from the left-over chicken. He said they got sick that way with food they ate in prison. I'm so glad he got out and became our scoutmaster. He said he sure figured out how to get things done better while he was doing his time. By the way, what is a pedal-file?

I have to go now. We are going to town to post our letters and buy some more beer and ammo. Don't worry about anything. We are fine and tonight it's my turn to sleep in the Scoutmaster's tent.
 
Brings back fond memories.

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Too funny!

I was never a Boy Scout, or a Cub Scout for that matter. My dad took us back packing at an early age.

Eel
 
Rug That must have been Tracy Wigwam. I remember Tracy Wigwam we all learned to beat our tom tom. Started on a 3 mile hike and ended up on 9. Food was mighty fine it killed a friend of mine.

Rutnbuck
 
DOH! Scary scary scary - but too true. I have read this a few times before. Never stops being too funny. I had one or two leaders kind of like that. One of them told us he regularly had out of body experiences and that one of his Karate instructors often would appear as an out-of-body being to him in his room at night. The best though was when he told us that he had seen Satan - on our street, dude lived 2 houses down from me. Freaked me out. Luckily never had to go camping with him.

I always had the fortune of being the Senior Patrol Leader and was assigned to be buddies with the outcast kids of the group. One of them that I worked closely with for quite a few years was named Roger Dale Strunk - (go ahead and Google him). Yep - raped and killed a little 4 yr old girl at the age of 16. Evidently my example didn't wear off on him.

Now I have a 12 year old who is really in to Scouts and is loving it. Things are very different now. And I am glad.



UTROY
Proverbs 21:19 (why I hunt!)
 
I'll never forget Brother Jeffs. The 1st question he ask us 12 year olds was if we had a problem with masterbation? The only one that did was lil Jimmy. Brother Jeffs gave him a hand.

Slick
 
>Rug That must have been
>Tracy Wigwam. I remember Tracy
>Wigwam we all learned to
>beat our tom tom. Started
>on a 3 mile hike
>and ended up on 9.
>Food was mighty fine it
>killed a friend of mine.
>
>
>Rutnbuck


Rutnbuck your correct. The hikes were the best part of the job.
 
LMAO That is hilarious. My mother and I are busting a gut. Printing it off and giving it to my son's scoutmaster. Hope he thinks it's funny too. lol
 
A few years back the local troop took the older boys rabbit hunting in Idaho. Wrong! They needed hunting license of some kind and didn't have it. Well the fish cop got a hold of them. Due to stupidty he only gave the Scout Master a tickit. I can hear it now Mom we all got tickits.



Rutnbuck
 

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