Dear Mom & Dad,
Our Scoutmaster told us to write to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV and were
worried. We are OK. Only one of our tents and two sleeping bags got washed away. Luckily,
none of us got drowned because we were all up 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 and rescue jeeps. It was
neat. We never would have found him in the dark if it wasn't 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. John 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 OK when we left. Scoutmaster
Walt 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, 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 here is 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 not
having lifejackets.
He has to spend a lot of the 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 the 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 bullets. Don't worry
about anything. We are fine.
Love, Jordie
PS: How long has it been since I had a tetanus shot?