Peter Farnham (pfarnham@CAPACCESS.ORG)
Sun, 20 Aug 1995 21:47:59 -0400
I couldn't resist adding my two stories to the "humorous anecdotes"
Back in the early 60's, a new kid in our troop--my father was
scoutmaster--came on his first camping trip with us with a bag chock-full
of junk food--cheetos, mallowmars, twinkies, and other such garbage. It
was a two-nighter, and we went out on Friday evening.
On Sunday morning, my father had peeled a potato to fry to go with his
eggs and bacon, and the kid came up to him and asked him if he could have
my father's potato peels. "I want some real food," he said. My father
of course obliged, and the kid then put them on the grill over the fire
and proceeded to toast them and eat them.
My mom, of course, was appalled by this when she heard what my father had
done. "Why didn't you give him some of your breakfast," she demanded.
The old man, however, simply smiled, and said, "How would he learn if I
The old man was right, too--that was the last time that Ralph brought a
pack full of junk food on a camping trip!
I also remember the time one of my friends brought his brand new propane
stove along on a winter camping trip, and was going on and on about what
a great stove it was, how much better it was than the optimus's we all
had. Well, of course, it got really cold over the weekend, and on Sunday
morning, we all had our optimus's sputtering away, heating up breakfast,
while he couldn't get it going because the canister of propane (or the
mechanism, I don't remember) had apparently frozen. Anyway, with
somewhat of an embarrassed look on his face, he finally had to ask if he
could warm up his stove over our optimus's. Ahhh, life is good....
Thanks for the opportunity to dust off old memories.
SM, Troop 113
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