Re: Strange Places for Uniforms
Susan Best (talarowski@SPRYNET.COM)
Fri, 26 Sep 1997 17:52:32 -0700
My business occassionally takes me to Manchester, UK. Two years ago, I
to take an afternoon for myself and visit Gilwell before flying home. The day
I'd planned to visit Gilwell, I had a few last minute details to wrap up
taking British Rail to London -- soooo -- I donned my Wood Badge uniform,
checked out of the B&B where I was staying in Alderly, was picked up by
car and driven to some morning meetings at our world headquarters. After a
hours of meetings, I took the rail to London, the Tube to Chinckford, then
walked to Gilwell. I returned to the hotel near Heathrow still in uniform.
While it seemed completely appropriate to wear my uniform to Gilwell, the rest
of the day was a bit surreal. I didn't get too many odd stares. Rather, any
number of people took the opportunity to introduce themselves to me, tell me
about their Scouting experiences and inquire about mine. Even at the office,
many colleagues (who have grown to know me as a bit eccentric) told me of
camping trips to Gilwell in their youth.
Later that summer I was on the staff of a local Scoutmastership Fundamentals
course. We held our staff weekend at the Council's local camp. During that
weekend, I had to leave for a few hours because I also teach an undergraduate
statistics course at a local university. Not having enough time to change, I
simply went to class and taught the course in uniform, then returned to the
staff development weekend. Again the uniform brought out interesting comments
from my students -- mostly older students. Some inquired about getting their
sons involved in the program. An Eagle scout, who had been out of Scouting
a few years, got to talking with me and over the course of the semester got
reinvolved with a local troop.
Amazing what the unifrom does if you're not afraid to wear it.
ASM, Troop 296
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