That’s a great story. And congrats to you and Mrs. Scoutmaster for the decades of wedded bliss.
Thanks. I married up. I wake up each morning and think "Lord, I've been blessed."
She wakes up each morning and thinks "Lord, give me the strength to endure whatever hare-brained thing he plans to try today."
(The right shoulder was completely rebuilt in 2001; surgery on the left shoulder is scheduled; I can't skydive or rappel or snowboard or backpack or wet cave or use the lathe in the basement or do anything until rehab's over.)