I’m not in the above photo. It’s a random picture I found somewhere on the internet to represent scouting as a whole. It seems to have been captured somewhere in Eastern Europe or someplace like that, but nonetheless, I found it interested.
I’ve got a fun little story for you today. It has to do with my adventures while scouting as a boy and then about the day I quit that scouting. I’m hopeful this post will end up on the shorter side, but as you may have noticed, when I get on a roll, I get on a roll.
