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The Good Ol’ Days as a Boy Scout Memories Stirred by National Boy Scout Day

anniversary over two years, but they did.) I may have mentioned this hike before, but despite the hundreds of people who were there walking the trails, we only saw one very small piece of trash. It was the cleanest and most organized camping area I’ve ever been to. Every year, we would plan what the “theme” of each monthly campout would be. Sometimes, we would go rock climbing at Lake Mineral Wells State Park or join other troops in our council and have a “camporee.” Once a year, we had a “pioneering” theme. We learned how to make different knots and how to lash logs together and make tripods for bridges or zip lines. We would practice our timber hitch, clove hitch, or our one-handed bowline (which I can still tie). One year, we built a monkey bridge. We built two tripods about 10 feet high and pulled a 2-inch rope between the two of them that we tied off on the ground. The two ropes made handholds along the side. Often, we built these over a small ravine that was maybe 50 yards across. It was a lot of fun to walk across. The zip lines were also fun. We would make larger and smaller tripods and attach a rope with a pulley along the top. Then, we would hang on to a handle and go screaming across the campground. Good thing no one fell off (or almost never did, anyway). Eventually, I earned my Eagle Scout award, which I am still very proud of. My parents never pushed me into joining the Boy Scouts

When I was much younger, I always wanted to join the Boy Scouts and go camping. I finally got the opportunity when I was around 13 years old, and I had a great time in the Boy Scouts. I learned a lot while canoeing, swimming, practicing first aid, tying knots, starting campfires, cooking, hiking, and camping in the nearly six years I spent as a Boy Scout. I’ve written about some of the camping trips I went on before, including the one where a snake fell into our canoe — that was certainly memorable! month. One campout was so cold that the eggs in the cooler froze. Sometimes, it was so hot that we would just sleep in our hammocks. The consecutive monthly campouts started way before I got there and continued for some time after I left. The troop started sometime in the ‘70s (I joined sometime in the mid-1980s, I think), and it’s still around today. At some point while I was there, we celebrated our 450th consecutive monthly campout as a troop. It was great! Every summer, we would go to summer camp and camp for a week at a time, but the biggest trip we went one while I was there was to Philmont Scout Ranch in New Mexico. It’s a place that any Boy Scout should visit at least once! At the time of my visit, the ranch was enjoying one of two 75th anniversary celebrations they threw. (I’m not entirely sure how they managed to spread a 75th What I loved best about my troop was that we would go camping, rain or shine, every

or to advance along the ranks, although many boys in the troop had parents who did. I became an Eagle Scout at the last possible second. To be an Eagle Scout, the last requirement is to have a board of review. The board of review makes sure we meet all the requirements for the award, and it had to be finished by my 18th birthday or I would have stayed a Life Scout for life. Thankfully, I was able to have the board of review about two weeks before I turned 18, just making it by the skin of my teeth! There are more stories to tell, and I’m sure they’ll pop up here from time to time. As you can probably tell, I enjoyed my time as a Boy Scout immensely.

-Aaron Miller

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