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Various Non-Bald Discussions => General Discussion => Topic started by: ShavedForNow on June 05, 2009, 01:13:33 PM
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Just curious.
I made it to Tenderfoot, but pretty much lost interest after that. My dad was an assistant scoutmaster in my troop at the time.
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On the northwest side of Chicago as a kid I joined the local scout troop with a couple of my buddies in the early 60s. There were 2 guys in the troop named Newman and their dad was the scoutmaster. Clearly their defecation had no aroma. Prior to going on our first camporee one of their buddies made a big deal about how he was gonna paint our faces with iodine and fill our sleeping bags with pancake powder after lights out. So we go on the camporee and, sure enough, he and the Newman's did what he said what he was gonna do. Ruined my brand new Coleman bag. After we got back home we put our heads together and decided to avenge ourselves so we chased this guy down in the park near my house, beat his a$$ and force fed him some of the "road apple" fertilizer that the Chicago Park District used to pile up around the base of newly planted trees.
Very shortly thereafter my boy scout membership was terminated. Never made tenderfoot and didn't regret it. :x!
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Oh yes, pretty fond memories here.
I started off in Cub Scouts by begging my Dad to let me join. He ended up becoming one of the leaders and eventually the Scoutmaster. We stuck with it all the way through to my 18th birthday.
Earned my Eagle Scout a few weeks shy of my birthday which was cutting it pretty close but it all worked out.
The thing that will always stand out in my mind is how often our Troop was out hiking, participating in Camporees, snorkeling, etc.
Now that I'm in my mid-thirties I value the experience so much more because I don't get out as much as I would like to anymore...something I'm working on, but that's a different story.
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Yep, cub scout and boy scout but as someone already mentioned. Tenderfoot was it. I was too into DOING things at 11 or 12. We fished at least 6 or 7 times a week. Camped every weekend in the summer. My dad and , uncle taught me how to find my way in the woods, how to tie my own flies. Tons of back packing trips. Of course this was back in the day when you could do just about anything in the National Forest. Not any more. I've often thought about becoming involved in Scouts, even to this day.
Great Memories
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Was a Cubscout.. I didn't really get into it and I think my parents were tired of doing it with me, so I stopped after that. I was a tiger cub den leader and will (maybe) be the wolf den leader this fall. Then again I just did it to get my son in scouts and he thinks it's OK.. so we'll see.
I'll tell you one thing though. I feel like I'm in a competition with all the parents. You have some parents who must have a lot of time on their hands because they want to do EVERYTHING and looks at you like your a bag of crap if you can't goto all the functions that they can. Some of us work, you know?? If I were her boss I would wonder out well utilized she is at work after seeing her dedication towards our pack. Whatever...
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I was a boyscout for a few years, getting to the rank of Star scout or something like that. I enjoyed it and learned alot of what I know about camping and the wilderness, but I lost interest when I get interested in guitars and punk rock.
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I made Eagle.
I got a letter in the mail a couple weeks ago, and it said my troop is disbanding. There aren't enough boys to keep it going. The troop was around for over 50 years. They sent a list of all the Eagles to come out of the troop. It was neat to see the list and realize that I was one of just a select few.
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I was in a group call "Royal Rangers" through my church, both as a Ranger (when I was a boy) and later as a leader.
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I made Eagle.
Does that make you a bald eagle now? ;D ;D ;D
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I made Eagle.
Does that make you a bald eagle now? ;D ;D ;D
Sweet! Good observation.
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Star Scout only here. I suck.
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I was an Eagle scout also... earned it 84! Damn that seems like a long time ago...
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I was a scout for a grand total of two months. My mother had recently forced me to quit gymnastics and made me take up something because I was getting on her nerves at home. Unfortunately, a local troop needed members badly and it was camp time.
Lets just say that I've always preferred concrete over grass and the camping experience was the last. About 2 weeks afterward, I was done. I was 14.
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Earned my Eagle Scout at the age of 16. I was involved with scouts all the way through school. My father was a big help keeping me in the program as he was Scout Master for a while then became Assistant Scout Master. Our troop was a little more extreme with our camping trips. We would do 50 mile hikes on the AT as well as many rock climbing trips. Spent a lot of time on the okeefanokee (sp?) as well.
I look forward to my son exploring the world of scouting if he decides to, although at 17 months we have a while before that starts.
My only regret was that I never attended a National Jamboree.
Definately a great experience growing up and would highly recommend to young people.
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Eagle here too. Theyre making it easier lately around here. I spent like 200 hours building a handicapped ramp but some kid recently got it for building a small bookshelf. Cest la vie!
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Only made it to Cub Scouts, then after I ralphed all over the troop leader's car on a field trip, I drifted away. For me, the "camping" aspect of scouting was pretty ho-hum since my father and uncles were huge outdoor people, we camped out during deer season, and fished the lakes and streams. I got a basic lessons in fly fishing. So, with an outdoor family, scouting didn't offer much.
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Eagle here too. Theyre making it easier lately around here. I spent like 200 hours building a handicapped ramp but some kid recently got it for building a small bookshelf. Cest la vie!
Three kids around the church got it for (1) restoring an old cemetery, (2) building a rose garden at a small church, and (3) reclaiming a half acre at the church from woods and wisteria. A fourth, several years younger, is getting it for cutting the church grass every two weeks. Most of the work is done by his Grandfather (the kid nor his family have a lawnmower - and not for reasons of poverty).