Posted on 12/30/2005 12:13:13 PM PST by Doc Savage
I apologize for a vanity posting. Had a flashback this afternoon and it just made me go back through the years and I was left wondering if anyone else remembered their scouting days so long ago.
For some unknown reason I remembered the very first time I ever had a Cub Scout uniform. We were so poor that just to buy it meant others in the family went without. I can remember like it was yesterday how great it felt and how proud I was to have the complete uniform.
My mom sewed my badges and troop number on, and I had the yellow neckerchief with a special gold slide to hold it. And the dark blue pants. It was such a great feeling to be part of the Cub Scouts! My father was the Scout Master, and we had a great troop.
Still have the same feeling about being a Boy Scout several years later. So, sorry for the vanity, but something just made me want to connect with anybody else who just might remember those times.
I remember mine. I got it shortly before my first den meeting, where I embarrassingly discovered that none of the kids wear their uniforms to den Meetings . . . . except me, that day. GULP.
Our new track (last year) is 4 lane aluminum with a computer scoring system. We add a camera and LCD projector to show the action and the scoring. We also have a separate camera and projector for a phot finish. Yup, we go all out. Able to borrow most of the cool electronics from work.
Cyclotic.
Former Cub
Den Leader-Tigers
Asst. Den Leader Webelo I
Asst. Cubmaster
And having a blast! Check my tagline
Oh well, it was fun anyway....
Did you make We-Blo?
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I have this book and badge in my home office bookcase......
"For some unknown reason I remembered the very first time I ever had a Cub Scout uniform. We were so poor that just to buy it meant others in the family went without. I can remember like it was yesterday how great it felt and how proud I was to have the complete uniform.
My mom sewed my badges and troop number on, and I had the yellow neckerchief with a special gold slide to hold it. And the dark blue pants. It was such a great feeling to be part of the Cub Scouts! My father was the Scout Master, and we had a great troop.
Still have the same feeling about being a Boy Scout several years later. So, sorry for the vanity, but something just made me want to connect with anybody else who just might remember those times.Hi Doc,"
I'm with you 100%...the same fond memories of the Cub Scouts. I'll never forget the gold kerchief slide and the Tenderfoot gold pin. My Mom could only afford the shirt and cap, but since I wore blue jeans all the time I was happy as a clam since they were about the same color blue. We guys of the 50's and 60's were really lucky to have the Cub Scout and regular Scout experience. I just ordered some old Boy's Life magazine off EBay...even at 59 I enjoy reading the articles that were quite sophisticated for young boys during that time.
Thanks for a great post that brought back some fine boyhood memories. The last uniform I wore was that of the U.S. Marine Corps. Thanks again!
Semper Fi, Doc
Ed McClearen
Western North Carolina
Years later, I was a Scoutmaster for an American troop in Germany...what a privilege to be associated with that organization.
Of all the Scouting jobs I've had, none has been as challenging, or as rewarding, as the years I spent as a Webelos Leader.
My son (Freeper Ultra Sonic 007) has a winner from 10 years ago that you'd love to race.
We didn't start making it until the night before the race, and didn't put any weights in the thing until it was first weighed right before the contest. I thought we should distribute weights along the length of the body, but my son (recently awarded a full-ride scholarship for mathematics) decided on where the weight placements should go (hey -- it was HIS race), so I drilled, he glued and set them. We weighed it again, and it was exactly at the weight limit. A little graphite was added, and the races began.
It was a strange car. A simple delta shape, that started out slow, behind the pack, and then right before it bottoms out at the base of the hill, picked up some incredible momentum that blew the rest away in the last few feet.
He centered the weights around the rear axle. He never lost a race. His is still sitting on his desk also....LOL.
And all the craft projects we did. We took popsicle sticks strung together by ribbon and then glued alphabet soup letters to spell out the Scout Oath!
Had lots of friends in Scouting. I remember the Jamborees and Scout Camp in Wisconsin. Learned how to safely handle a knife and axe.
I remember constantly reading my Manual and dreaming about all the Scout accessories you could get; jacknifes, compass etc.
Thanks for posting. To a person this Thread was a total delight! Doc Savage
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