Letter From Camp
background by Gentle Dove
Dear Mom & Dad:
We are having a great time here at Lake Typhoid. Scoutmaster Webb
is making us all write to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV
and worried. We are OK. Only 1 of our tents and 2 sleeping bags got
washed away. Luckily, none of us got drowned because we were all up
on the mountain looking for Chad when it happened. Oh yes, please
call Chad's mother and tell her he is OK. He can't write because of
the cast. I got to ride in one of the search & rescue jeeps. It was
neat. We never would have found him in the dark if it hadn't been
for the lightning. Scoutmaster Webb got mad at Chad for going on a
hike alone without telling anyone. Chad said he did tell him, but it
was during the fire so he probably didn't hear him. Did you know that
if you put 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. John is going to look weird until his hair grows back. We
will be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster Webb gets the car fixed. It
wasn't his fault about the wreck. The brakes worked OK when we left.
Scoutmaster Webb said that a car that old you have to expect
something to break down; that's probably why he can't get insurance
on it. We think it's a neat car. He doesn't care if we get it dirty,
and if its hot, sometimes he lets us ride on the tailgate. It gets
pretty hot with 10 people in a car. He let us take turns riding in
the trailer until the highway patrolman stopped and talked to us.
Scoutmaster Webb is a neat guy. Don't worry, he is a good driver.
In fact, he is teaching Terry how to drive. But he only lets him
drive on the mountain roads where there isn't any traffic. All we
ever see up there are logging trucks. This morning all of the guys
were diving off the rocks and swimming out in the lake. Scoutmaster
Webb wouldn't let me because I can't swim and Chad was afraid he
would sink because of his 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. Scoutmaster Webb 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 car so we are trying not to
cause him any trouble. Guess what? We have all passed our first
aid merit badges. When Dave dove in the lake and cut his arm, we got
to see how a tourniquet works. Also Wade and I threw up.
Scoutmaster Webb said it probably was just food poisoning from the
leftover chicken. I have to go now. We are going into town to mail
our letters and buy bullets. Don't worry about anything. We are
fine.
Love,
Cole
P.S. How long has it been since I had a tetanus shot?
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