I had a very brief and exceedingly undistinguished career in the Boy Scouts of America. I am going to attribute the briefness to the frequency to which my family moved due to the nature of my father’s work. I started the Boy Scouts in Toms River, New Jersey. I do not remember much about that experience except we met in the basement of a church of some Protestant denomination. I remember learning the Scout salute, handshake and some knots.
Best I recall I went on one camp out with the troop to a larger jamboree of Continue reading “I Finished a Task Started in Childhood”