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A Scout's
Letter Home To Mom & Dad
as rewritten by Troop Scouter, Robin Dass,
1997
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Dear Mama
& Papa:
We are having a great time here
at Lake Typhoid. Scoutmaster Earl is making 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
David when it happened.
Oh yes, please call David'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 Earl got mad at David
for going on a hike alone without telling anyone.
David 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. Curtis is going to
look weird until his hair grows back.
We will be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster
Earl gets the car fixed. It was not his fault about the wreck.
The brakes worked OK when we left. Scoutmaster Earl 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 Earl is a neat guy.
Don't worry, he is a good driver. In fact, he is teaching
Sacha 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.
Scout master Earl wouldn't let me because I can't swim and David
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 Earl
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 Shae dove in the
lake and cut his arm, we got to see how a tourniquet works. Also
Curtis and I threw up. Scoutmaster Earl said it probably was just
food poisoning from last week's leftover pasta. He said they got
sick that way with the food they ate while he was in prison. I'm
so glad he got out and became our Scoutmaster. He said he did
lots of figuring out how to do things better, while 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, Mischa
P.S. How long has it been since
I had a tetanus shot?
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