Opinion

Some, and I would go so far as to say a good majority of my best memories growing up are from my time as a Cub and Boy Scout. From pinewood derbies to the many projects to obtain a merit badge to the endless weekend summer camping trips, the Scouts offered more than good times with great friends. For me, they taught me how to be a man. Not getting much direction on the home front, the Scouts filled the roll brilliantly. They taught me many lessons, but mainly how to be a decent, kind and helpful person.