Sentiments from a Boy Scout (On Girl Integration in the Boy Scouts of America)

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That’s me. The one in the middle of my cub scout den, pretending to fire an invisible rifle.

Boy Scouting has been an integral part in my life for as long as I can remember; I joined Cub Scouts in 3rd grade, convinced by my friend Mike as we waited to enter our grade school one morning. My Cub Scout den (Cub Scouts is K-5) consisted of a lot friends I had already met prior to joining. These friends became my brothers as I grew up. This was such a long time ago, but I remember so much about everything, including:

  • Den meetings at Mr. Martin’s house. This is like a squad meeting. Yes, we made miniature catapults that shot marshmallows, created a AA battery light, and we even went to the town park for good conduct one day. I should have gotten two scoops of ice cream instead of one.
  • Pack meetings at the grade school I went to. This is like the battalion meeting, where all the squads meet up. We had pinewood derby races, threw pies in the faces of our adult leaders, and planned for campouts.
  • Campouts, which was not really camping. Most of the time, we went to the summer camp at Camp Freeland Leslie, (This was a camp up in Wisconsin) Wilderness Water Park, (In the Wisconsin Dells) or day events like volunteering for the food pantry. This was all good fun.

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