Dear Mom and Dad,
Our Scout Master told us to write to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV, and were worried. We're okay. Only one 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
Oh yes, please phone
The wet wood didn't burn, but one of the tents did. Also some of our clothes. David is going to look weird until his hair grows back.
We will be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster Dean gets the car fixed. It wasn't his fault about the wreck. The brakes worked okay when we left. Scoutmaster Dean said that with a car that old, you have to expect something to break down; that's probably why he can't get insurance. We think it's a neat car. He doesn't care if we get it dirty, and if it's hot, he sometimes lets us ride on the bumpers. It gets pretty hot with 10 people in a car, so he let us take turns riding in the trailer, until the Highway Patrolman stopped and talked to us. Scoutmaster Dean is a neat guy. Don't worry, he is a good driver. In fact, he is teaching Terry how to 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 Dean wouldn't let me because I can't swim, and
Scoutmaster Dean 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 dived into the lake and cut his arm, we got to see how a tourniquet works.
Wade and I threw up, but Scoutmaster Dean said it was probably just food poisoning from the leftover chicken. He said they got sick that way with the food they ate in prison. I'm so glad that he got out and became our Scoutmaster. He said he sure figured out how to get things done better while he was doing his time. By the way, what is a paedophile?
I have to go now. We are going to town to post our letters, and to buy Vaseline. Don't worry about anything. We are fine.