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PostHeaderIcon A letter from scout camp!

Dear Mom and Dad,

We are having a great time here at Lake Typhoid. Mr. Sorensen is making all of us write to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV and got worried. We are Okay. Only one of our tents and two sleeping bags and Steven’s back pack got washed away. Luckily none of us got drowned because we were all up on the mountain looking for Travis when it happened. Oh Yeah, please call Travis mom and tell her he is okay. He can t write because of the cast. I got to ride in one of the search and rescue jeeps. It was neat. We never would have found him if it hadn’t been for the lightening. Mr Sorensen got mad at Travis for going on a hike alone without tellling anyone. Travis said he did tell him but it was during the fire so he probably didn t hear him. Did you know that if you pour gas on a fire the gas can will blow up? The wet wood still didn’t burn, but one of our tents did, also some of our clothes. Mark is going to look weird until his hair grows back. We will be home Saturday if Mr. Sorensen gets the truck fixed. It wasn’t his fault about the wreck. The brakes worked okay when we left. Mr. Sorensen said with a truck that old you have to expect something to break down, that’s probably why he can’t get insurance on it. We think it is a neat truck. He doesn’t care if we get it dirty. If it’s hot, sometimes he lets us ride on the tailgate. It gets pretty hot with ten scouts in the cab. He lets us take turns riding in the trailer, well–until the Highway Patrolman stopped and talked to him. Mr. Sorensen is a neat Scout Master. Don’t worry, he is a good driver, in fact he is teaching Chuck how to drive. But he only lets him drive on the mountain roads where there isn t any traffic. All we ever see up here are logging trucks.

This morning all of us were jumping off the rocks and swimming in the lake. Mr. Sorensen wouldn’t let me because I can t swim and Travis was afraid he would sink because of the cast, so he let us take the canoe across the lake. It was great. You can still see some of the trees under the water from the flood. Mr. Sorensen isn’t crabby like some Scoutmasters. He didn t even get mad about the life jackets. He has to spend a lot of time working on the truck so we are trying not to cause him any trouble.

Guess what? We have all passed our First-Aid Skill Award. When Jim dove off into the lake and cut his arm, we got to see how a tourniquet works. Also Jim and I threw up. Mr. Sorensen said it was probably just food poisoning from the leftover chicken.

I have to go now. We are going to town and mail all these letters and buy some bullets. Don t worry about anything.

Love,

your son.

P.S. How long has it been since I had a tetanus shot?


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