More Stuff (Trash) From the Mountain 'o Paper
Settummanque, the blackeagle (waltoml@WKUVX1.WKU.EDU)
Tue, 20 Jun 1995 22:54:19 CDT
** A quick update: I'm back in town for the rest of this
week...hopefully I'll get out all of the stuff that's been in my box
since the Army's wanting to send me out to "see the world"....my
deep apologies to those waiting, but a series of rather IMPORTANT
events overcame anything else I'd been working on the past month
(child in psych hospital, two employees quitting, car breakdown
and in general, much, much *explictive deleted* to do. Kim, I've got
your Eagletips and Chris, Terry and Paul D., if you haven't got the
two files missing from the archives, please let me know...I sent them
but couldn't guarntee that they would get there. **
I've come back to a nominee for Home Office Computing's "Most
Unorganized Office in America" contest (there's REALLY a contest and
we are REALLY entering it...I could USE a office makeover...I could
REALLY use a car, if that was the first place prize!) and lo and
behold, I've discovered that Jessica has been cleaning (actually
looking for stuff for people) another box..
Since we've been talking about Wood Badge, I've figured that everyone
would get a great big kick out of this. I didn't write this...my Wood
Badge Scoutmaster, a partner in the law firm of Brown and Aktansel in
Norman, Oklahoma, wrote this and sent a copy to me with the attached
note back in 1983. Enjoy....
It was a sheer honor to have you as a member of my Troop. I've
enjoyed your comments during the course, and the attitude you've taken
to not just attend the course, but to participate fully in the course.
Please share the following with those with the National Exploring
Committees and I look forward in seeing your around the fire come next
/s/ Elvin Brown
March 20, 1983
Mr. Elvin Brown
1115 West Brooks
Norman, Oklahoma 73069
Dear Mr. Brown:
My husband returned home from his vacation at Slippery Falls on
March 11th. He has been in Scouting a total of 18 years and I have
spent lonely nights and put up with his strange antics without
complaint for the sake of our boy and our community.
But something has happened, and the children and I are frightened.
Frankly, we have about decided that Bob has slipped a cog or lost
his marbles. However, before calling in outside help, we decided to
write you as we understand you were rather closely related to Bob
during his vacation.
Bob seemed so happy when he got home that we all decided his trip
was well worth the sacrifice, but, about bedtime it all started.....
and I shudder as I try to recall it all for you.
First, he insisted on crackers and cheese. Now, that may not seem
very strange to you, but Bob *never* ate cheese. Next, he informed us
that there was to be absolutely no noise from 11:00 P.M. to 7:00 A.M.
That was when I first suspected he had begun to crack. We all tiptoed
to bed and never said a word. Bob turned and tossed for hours until
he finally got up, blew up an air mattress, let the air out, put it on
the floor, and then he was asleep in no time.
The next morning I was getting breakfast about 6:45 A.M. and he
hollered down to quit rattling those dishes until 7:00 and not to
worry, he would carry water in as soon as he came down. Exactly at
7:00 he called down and said "Okay, they can't say anything now".
Bob never eats breakfast, but he made us get around the table at
exactly 8:00 A.M., shouted "The Antelopes are Grazing!", said Grace,
and gobbled up two eggs, toast, cereal, juice and coffee. Then he
jumped up, grabbed the dishes and started washing them. I could have
stood that shock, but he kept muttering about filling the water jug,
cleaning the ground, washing out milk cartons, etc. After a hectic
half hour, he dashed upstairs --said he had to get his tent ready.
O yes, I forgot to add.......he insisted on setting two extra places
at the table each meal for guests. He made me prepared coffee in an
old tin can. I have to start with cold water and coffee, boil it,
take it off, boil it again, take it off, boil it again, and then put
in one cup of cold water.
At 8:50, he came bouncing down the stairs singing something about "not
being able to work anymore and going to buy a ticket". THAT scared us
to death -- but later on when I called the school, they said that he
was there all right. Then at 4:30 he rushed in with a green plastic
box full of groceries and insisted on cooking supper -- and he had
never cooked a meal in his life!!
Mr. Brown, Bob seems to be living in a strange world.....he has a
distant look in his eye --keeps muttering strange words and does the
craziest things. For instance, every time he looks at his watch, he
said, "I don't believe it". He has changed clothes only twice each
week --says he only has two sets of badges. Several mornings after
he started to work, he rushed back in the house, saying "I forgot the
dern flag" or "where is that spade?". And Mr. Brow, what is a cookoo
horn? I ask you, are those the musings of a sane man?
But that's not all. The neighbors are complaining that he flashes
lights at the stars, lies on the ground with a little stick and
squints at the trees. He blindfolds the children in the middle of the
field, puts a weed in their hands, and asks them, "What does it taste
and smell like?". Every time the Chicago and Northwestern goes by and
honks, he snaps to attention. He has his room full of a collection of
old stones, bugs, weeds, and goodness knows what.
He makes me take notes whenever he's talking. He publishes a weekly
household newsletter, and is always talking about GGI-- (I hope that
is not a gross expression -- if so, please forgive me). He's
constantly giving me a sheet to fill out on one thing or another.
There was one about doing the housework. Another one was "Who are
you" and "What are your needs?", and "Who am I and "What are my
needs?". After being gone for a week, I thought I knew his needs
were, but I was wrong. He keeps talking about "Keeping the Group
Together and Getting the Job Done", and he even gives me a daily score
on my house cleaning, after which I set a new goal for the next day.
Every seven days he pins on a green and silver piece of cloth to his
sleeve. He forces us to plan everything we do, and keeps saying,
"Don't worry about the first plan, we won't do that anyway". I'm sick
of being asked "What is your Plan B?"
In addition to all of that, he is training the dog in the back yard
using the MOL, whatever that is. It's weird. He seems happy when the
dog doesn't sit on the first command. Something about a discovery.
What really gets me is when he's taught the dog a command, he asks the
dog how he feels about it. During these sessions, he keeps telling
the dog something about re-cycling. I don't know what he's talking
about, but I don't want to lose the dog.
He insists on walking everywhere he goes. The other day, he walked
down the street with me and every other step he would say,
"5-10-15-20, etc." But the last straw was when he started carrying an
old piece of rope around with him, taking it apart, and putting it
back together again. He keeps muttering strange names like
Coach/Counselor, SPL (is that profanity?) and Leadership Corps (he
refers to them as the "green machine" and never favorably). For some
reason he seems to have it in for poor Beavers, Bob Whites, Eagles,
Foxes, Owls, Bears, Buffaloes, and Ravens.
PLEASE, Mr. Brown, is *that* Scouting? Our boy will soon be turning
eleven, and I must know before it's too late. And what does this
"wooden badge" have to do with it? It sure sounds nutty to me. Can
you help us --we're _so_ worried!!
Mrs. Mary Hixson
(the response is in the followup to this posting)
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