....well, you'll see....;-)
I was in Girl Scouts....we were so poor that my mom bought my uniform at a GoodWill or hand-me-down shop. The fabric was not the same as the current style at the time (of course, now I realize it was higher quality fabric!)....I was mortified to wear it when the other girls had "new" dresses..... but being a parent helps you see those things in different light. My son was Tiger to Life...Have all his uniform shirts, badges, patches, sash..handbooks He has his dad's handbook from early 60s. Had hoped he would complete Eagle, but then he joined the USMC.. Being a Boy Scout was of huge value to him over the years.
I was in Girl Scouts....we were so poor that my mom bought my uniform at a GoodWill or hand-me-down shop. The fabric was not the same as the current style at the time (of course, now I realize it was higher quality fabric!)....I was mortified to wear it when the other girls had "new" dresses..... but being a parent helps you see those things in different light. My son was Tiger to Life...Have all his uniform shirts, badges, patches, sash..handbooks He has his dad's handbook from early 60s. Had hoped he would complete Eagle, but then he joined the USMC.. Being a Boy Scout was of huge value to him over the years.
The neat thing about the rocket car is that it was totally legal provided you didn't activate the rocket; correct weight, length, wheelbase, etc. Our troop had a "Parent" class so the big kids could have fun as well. Sheer dumb luck allowed me to make it all the way to the Finals without using the rocket.
I'd been watching the times and knew I couldn't beat the other guys in the Finals, so I armed the rocket for the last run. The rocket was still burning when it crossed the Finish line, blew through the runout and ran down the hall out of sight. The kids went nuts! They booed when it was announced I was disqualified.
My son thought I was a pretty cool guy that day . . .