Rust Bucket

Rust Bucket

By, Nan Claire Falkner

Rust had taken over the surface of the vessel but it was still seaworthy! Built last year, it had been used many times.

Cub and Boy Scout dens had spent countless days and helped finish badges on outdoors.

“This is so much fun!” thought Mason. He had benefited more than other scouts in his journey to earn his Eagle Scout – the Holy Grail in all of Scout Dom!

He remembered many excursions on dark nights – only to scare the creeps out of his brother. “Harry, let’s go home. Last night’s insect stew made me sick. Think I caught a bug.”

27 thoughts on “Rust Bucket

  1. Dear Nan,

    This takes me back to the days when we had Boy Scouts. On one canoe trip in October I went head first wearing sweatshirt and jeans over the front of a canoe into the Nianguah when our canoe hit a rock.
    Nicely done.



    • Dear Dreamer, Well, we have four boys and they were all cub scouts – then Webelos. I was den mother when they first started as cub scouts and then helped when they got older. It’s a good organization and it brings family life to the front.

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