Dear Mom & Dad:
We are having a great time here at Lake Typhoid.
Scoutmaster Webb is making 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.
Scoutmster 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 its
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. I
have to go now. We are going
into town to mail our letters.
Don't worry about anything. We are fine.
Love, Cole
P.S. How long has it been since
I had a tetanus shot?
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