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    • Pushback from the peanut gallery ... I certainly didn't have "a job" in my patrol. Each of us had lots of jobs. The guy who signed out the mess kit and tents from the troop QM never got labeled "patrol QM". With 8 guys, you knew who was absent or present and who said what, so we didn't need a scribe. Anyone could carve the victories on the patrol flag pole, and when they did, we didn't call them "historian." If you were the first in the patrol room and swept out any spiders, nobody called you "webmaster." We had a bunch of jobs: check out gear from the QM, make sure your flag reflected your victories, pay attention to the plan, clean your patrol room, touch base with the guys who couldn't make it to a meeting, raid mom's cupboard for the food you needed, make captions for the Polaroids on the poster boards ... There's lots of jobs to do. And most have to be done every camp out. So, somebody has to commit to doing those jobs. The PL could commit each scout to doing the same job for a few months, or each month, the PL could ask who's doing what each time. Now, if he has a kid who is really good at doing one of those jobs, he might make him the patrol cook, QM, pole-carver, photo-journalist,  pyro-technician, or whatever ... and brag about him so that the SPL will know that he's capable of filling a troop PoR. Or not. His patrol, his call. The more responsibility given to the PL, the better.
    • Dan, well said.  My Venture Daughter, now in college, shared similar thoughts with me when the coed movement was announced.  Folks were discussing the "need" to change everything, making things gender neutral.  To which my daughter said,  "The 'Boy Scouts of America' is fine and should stay.  I'm proud to be in the BSA.  And I'm happy that I'm no longer a Girl Scout." She joined the BSA for the reasons you mentioned.  She enjoys being outdoors with like-minded young people.  She's done a lot in three years--Jambo, 50 miler, two years on camp staff, etc.   
    • Thanks for elevating the discussion!  Shakespeare has something for every occasion.  How about this: Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
      Is the immediate jewel of their souls.
      Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing;
      'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
      But he that filches from me my good name
      Robs me of that which not enriches him,
      And makes me poor indeed. Othello Act 3, Scene 3
    • I must point out that Ferry Electric Service advertised in the article is no longer in business. However, at that address is now a very fine coffee shop, which has been under two proprietorships. The first proprietor was a GS leader, and I had the privilege of being at the town council meeting where she explained her request for a zoning adjustment. Also at that meeting was a former scout who was considering running for town council as he was soon to turn 18. She opened her shop on election day, and he won his seat. The second -- and current -- owner, Son #2 impertinently nicknamed "My boy, Andy".  {Note to moderators: see, I am staying on topic.} I aggressively tried to recruit one of his daughters into my crew, but didn't stand a chance because her troop's leader was outstanding in giving the girls as much adventure as their moms could tolerate. That, and the shop is a really well run family business which demanded many of her weekends. Anyway, if you are passing through, PM me, and I can give you the specifics and send you Andy's way.
    • What's in a name?  That which I call a Scout  after a week on the AT would smell as sweet .... https://www.dropbox.com/s/as6n5li5n46cp8i/How I Spent my Summer Vacation.docx?dl=0    
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