Boyscout's Letter Home...

[The Annoyed Man]

Dear Mom,

Our scout master told us all write to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV and worried. We are OK. Only 1 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 Chad when it happened. Oh yes, please call Chad's mother and tell her he is OK. He can't write because of the cast. I got to ride in one of the search & rescue jeeps. It was neat. We never would have found him in the dark if it hadn't been for the lightning.

Scoutmaster Webb got mad at Chad for going on a hike alone without telling anyone. Chad 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 can will blow up? The wet wood still didn't burn, but one of our tents did. Also some of our clothes. John is going to look weird until his hair grows back.

We will be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster Webb gets the car fixed. It wasn't his fault about the wreck. The brakes worked OK when we left. Scoutmaster Webb said that a car that old you have to expect something to break down; that's probably why he can't get insurance on it. We think it's a neat car. He doesn't care if we get it dirty, and if it's hot, sometimes he lets us ride on the tailgate. It gets pretty hot with 10 people in a car. He let us take turns riding in the trailer until the highway patrolman stopped and talked to us.

Scoutmaster Webb is a neat guy. Don't worry, he is a good driver. In fact, he is teaching Terry how to drive. But he only lets him drive on the mountain roads where there isn't any traffic. All we ever see up there are logging trucks.

This morning all of the guys were diving off the rocks and swimming out in the lake. Scoutmaster Webb wouldn't let me because I can't swim and Chad was afraid he would sink because of his cast, so he let us take the canoe across the lake. It was great. You can still see some of the trees under the water from the flood. Scoutmaster Webb 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 car so we are trying not to cause him any trouble. Guess what? We have all passed our first aid merit badges. When Dave dove in the lake and cut his arm, we got to see how a tourniquet works. Also Wade and I threw up. Scoutmaster Webb said it probably was just food poisoning from the leftover chicken, he said they got sick that way with the food they ate in prison. I'm so glad he got out and become our scoutmaster. He said he sure figured out how to get things done better while he was doing his time.

I have to go now. We are going into town to mail our letters and buy bullets. Don't worry about anything. We are fine.

Love,

Your son, Cole

[MoJo]

Reminds me of Alan King's "Hello mother, hello father."

[joe817]

That is soooo funny! Thanks for sharing!

I automatically thought of Allan Sherman's song Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah from 1963:

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[davidtx]

That is soooo funny! Thanks for sharing!

I automatically thought of Allan Sherman's song Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah from 1963:

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We had that album when I was a young'n. It may have been the only album we had. I think we wore the record player out with this one album. I must have been 9 or 10. The song is indelibly burned into my brain and probably explains a lot about the way I am

[OldCannon]

What I want to know is how TAM got his hands on one of the letters I sent my parents :-)

[The Annoyed Man]

What I want to know is how TAM got his hands on one of the letters I sent my parents :-)

Easy. Some people know me as Scoutmaster Webb.

[Crossfire]

What I want to know is how TAM got his hands on one of the letters I sent my parents :-)

Easy. Some people know me as Scoutmaster Webb.

Hmmmm, and all this time I thought you were WebMaster Scout!

[The Annoyed Man]

What I want to know is how TAM got his hands on one of the letters I sent my parents :-)

Easy. Some people know me as Scoutmaster Webb.

Hmmmm, and all this time I thought you were WebMaster Scout!

[mgood]

I joined Boy Scouts when I was 12. On my 18th birthday I went from being a youth member to an adult leader with no gap in between. I finally got out in my mid-twenties because I just didn't have time.

In 15+ years, I've seen situations very close to most of the points in that letter. The stories I could tell.
Don't get me wrong, it's a great program where young men can learn lots. And he's much safer at Scout camp than aimlessly prowling the streets at home.
In fact, it may be such messed up situations where they learn the most. (Although one emergency at a time would be nice, rather than all at once.)

[Grog]

tag for future

[Dan20703]

Some of our scouting trips were not too far off the mark from some of these. LOL

We sure did learn how to handle emergency situations though. Twice while camping (non-scout trips) we brought a camper back to civilization to a waiting ambulance (appendicitis & broken arm) and we were commended by the EMT for our actions. Also fought a huge grass fire once and saved a house from its path while on a hike. Of course we learned from some great people we had as our scout leaders.

[cougartex]

[jtran987]