A letter from Camp

Dear Mom,

Our scout master told 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 it's 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, he said they got sick that way with the food they ate  in  prison.  I'm so glad he got out and become our scoutmaster.  He said he sure figured out how to get things done better while  he was doing his time. 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.


P.S.  How long has it been since I had a tetanus shot?

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