Instead of a Pacific Crest pin, I reached adulthood without a criminal record. LOL.
Boy scouts in the early 60s did it for. We put ourselves into stressful situations by planning our own camping/hiking trips up in the Blue Ridge Mountains during all seasons. Without adults along to get in the way.
I knew what stress was when I had to plow a field with a team of horses and a single bottom plow.
Knowing that my dad, great uncle and granddaddy, all old hands at working horses, would critique my work.
Last thing they said to me was “don’t let those horses get too hot”.
Never said a dang thing about me getting too hot.
Like you I reached adulthood without a criminal record.
I was either too tired or too busy to get in trouble.