Dear Mom and Dad,
Our scoutmaster told us to write to our parents in case
you saw the flood on TV and are worried. We are 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 Chad when it happened.
Oh yes, please call Chad's mother 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 in the dark
if it hadn't been for the lightning.
Scoutmaster Walt 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 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 Walt gets the
car fixed. It wasn't his fault about the wreck. The brakes
worked okay when we left. Scoutmaster Walt said that 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, sometimes
he lets us ride on the fenders. 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 Walt 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 Walt 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 Walt 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.
Wade and I threw up, but Scoutmaster Walt said it probably
was just food poisoning from the leftover chicken. He
said they got sick that way with food they ate in prison.
I'm so glad 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 pedophile?
I have to go now. We are going to town to mail our
letters and buy Vaseline. Don't worry about anything.
We are fine.