Your humble Blind Dog Blogger doesn't like to brag on himself, but today I can't help it: two kids in my stepson's Scout troop have asked me to emcee their Eagle Court of Honor. They've sent me a script, which I'm told they welcome me to embellish, but I won't have to very much. It's a most well-written script.
What startles and humbles me about it is, I'm not the most involved adult leader in this Troop. Far from it. I wasn't a Scout myself, and have never been an outdoorsman. A Tenderfoot could humiliate me with his knowledge of how to survive in the woods. I don't camp with the Troop much, save for summer camp at Bartle. I'm Secretary of the Adult Committee because it's the only thing I feel somewhat competent doing. In short, I'm not the most influential guy in these kids lives... yet they want me to do this. Wow!
I guess the greater point of this is, if you have a son in Scouts, don't just let it be "his thing--" get involved with it, especially if he's still elementary school age. Go camping. It won't kill you, you might just learn something, and you'll discover some real salt-of-the-earth people are leading his troop. Not perfect people, but good ones. It is well worth your time.
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