Archive for the ‘Scouting’ Category

Father Daughter Dance 2011

April 9, 2011

Father Daughter Dance

In the four years that Erin was in Kindergarten through third grade, she was in Girl Scouts; Daisies and Brownies actually. The troop’s service unit puts on an annual Father Daughter Dance. It was always a highlight of my year to get to accompany her to the dance. As you may recall from an earlier post, Erin has re-joined Girls Scouts which has allowed us to put on our dancing shoes once again.

Last night, Erin and I attended the Father Daughter Dance and had a fantastic time. I am a strong believer that when a dad goes to one of these, he should spend all of his time with his daughter. And that is exactly what Erin and I did. I seem to remember us dancing a lot more in previous years. Maybe it’s because she was younger and smaller and dancing with her was more of an athletic event. This year, everything was perfect. We danced (most notably to Justin Bieber and Thriller), we talked, we had our picture taken, and we laughed at all the dads on their iPhones and Blackberries in the middle of the dance floor. It was a great time. The best part was right at the very end. The DJ played “Butterfly Kisses” and Erin and I had the best Father Daughter slow dance ever.

I know that she is growing up and will eventually go to college, get married, and have family of her own. But last night… she was my little girl and I wouldn’t have missed that for the world.


Erin is in Girl Scouts Again

January 11, 2011

When Erin was younger she was in Girl Scouts; first Daisies and then Brownies. And Kristi was the leader of their troop. They both had a great time but Erin decided quit to pursue other interests when the troop transitioned from Brownies to Juniors.

After a two-year hiatus, Erin has re-joined the troop as they are now Cadettes. The troop is much smaller than it was but it is made up of many of Erin’s closest friends. Now that the girls are older, the troop meetings are less of a play session and more of a learning experience but still a lot of fun.

One of the fantastic side benefits is that we again have a source for those awesome Girl Scout Cookies. I no longer have to wander the streets, jonesin’ for some thin mints or a shortbread. I am already looking forward to February when the orders come in.

I believe that it is against the Girl Scouts rules or laws to sell the cookies on the internet via e-bay or some such site. But, if you are a Girl Scout Cookie fiend like I am and live in our area, I’m sure that I could put you in touch with a wonderful young lady that be willing to assist you in ordering a box or two of your favorite treats.

My Date with a Princess

May 4, 2008

Girl Scout Father Daughter Dance

A week ago on Friday, Erin and I went to our last Girl Scout Father Daughter Dance. Erin won’t be continuing in Girl Scouts next year so this was the last one for us. As you can see, I wore my tux again and Erin was amazingly pretty, as always. We really enjoyed ourselves. Erin loves to dance and we danced quite a bit. Erin said hello to a couple of her friends and I acknowledged a couple of the Dads that I know, but we really spent the entire evening together.

I really enjoy getting to spend some special time with her. Many times when the four of are together on vacation or camping and we decide to do separate things, I go with A.J. and Kristi goes with Erin. I’m glad for opportunities like the dance to remind me to spend a little more time with Erin. We have agreed that even though there are no more Girl Scout dances for us to go to, we will plan to do something fancy, just the two of us, once or twice a year from now on.

The One in which I Rant Endlessly

April 18, 2008

If you do not wish to read my rant about rich, self-entitled parents and their rent-a-kids, stop reading now.

I have a thing against these families where both mom and dad work full-time so that they can have a 4,000 square foot house in the Megabucks Acres sub-division with 2 SUVs in the driveway and 2.5 kids that get whatever Mommy and Daddy will buy them to assuage their guilt about spending more time on the golf course and in tennis lessons than with their own kids. (Yes, I know it is a run-on sentence… bear with me) What is the point of having a family if you treat your kids like another possession to covet?

Here is the latest event to fuel my outrage. Kristi is the Girl Scout leader of Erin’s Brownie troop and she has been the leader for four years. Last night, all of the troops in the service unit participated in an outing at the Country Spring Water Park. Kristi and her co-leader arranged to get all of the girls there after school and to have adequate supervision while there were there. All the parents had to do was come and pick up their girls when the event was over. At the end of the night, Kristi and the two other parent helpers, rounded up the girls and corralled them into the locker room to change and then out to lobby to be picked up. Three adults to herd and keep track of 15 to 20 third grade girls.

After getting the last of the girls into the locker room, Kristi went to the lobby to check on the girls that had already finished changing when an irate father of one of the girls proceeded to loudly yell at her because she had left his daughter unattended in the lobby where she could have been carried off by some stranger. What a JERK! The lobby was filled with girls and their parents. It is not as if they had abandoned this girl on the side of a deserted road in the middle of nowhere. Have you not taught your third grade daughter what to do if approached by strangers? If someone had tried to take her against her will, they would have been stopped by a dozen or so people. In the four years that Kristi has led this group, this man has never come to pick up his daughter much less lifted a finger to help with the meetings. This guy has no right to judge or criticize the way Kristi is handling the troop unless he is willing to roll up his sleeves and pitch in.

I was a Cub Scout leader for four years. Scout leaders, both Boy and Girl, are volunteer positions. Most leaders spend a great deal of their own time and even there own money to ensure that the kids have a good time and learn something. It is a thankless job and a lot of work. Running a troop would so much easier if all of the parents would help just a little bit. But sadly, most of the parents are too busy watching someone wax their BMW to come out and help. My advice to this self-entitled prick is this. If you aren’t going to help then SHUT THE H*LL UP! And you better not yell at my wife again.

Girl Scout Cookies

March 4, 2008

Girl Scout Cookies

Erin has decided that this will be her last year in Girl Scouts. She is involved in dance and singing and other activities and just doesn’t have the time for scouting as well. Because this is her last year, she did her absolute best at selling cookies this year. She ended up selling 247 boxes this year. It was a personal record for her. Way to go, Erin.

Erin and all the girls in Troop 1093 did an excellent job selling this year. In fact, they ended up getting 146 boxes of cookies for the CookieShare donation. CookieShare is for those folks that want to support Girl Scouts but prefer not to take the cookies. The troop donates the CookieShare boxes to a local organization. Troop 1093 is donating those boxes to the local Ronald McDonald House. This is the third year in a row that the troop has been able to give over 100 boxes to Ronald McDonald House. Congratulations, girls.

Johnny Appleseed

September 10, 2007

My aunt has been going through old photos and clippings lately and if she finds something she thinks I might want, she sends it to me. She sent me this clipping from the Appleton Post-Crescent. As you can see from the date on the photo (March 7, 1975), I’ve been a closet thespian for a very long time. She thought I would want this reminder of earlier performances now that I am acting again.

Look at the craftsmanship of those authentic costumes. The tinfoil covered plastic ice cream bucket was supposed to represent the pot that Johnny Appleseed used to wear on his head. We had several cardboard apple trees and you can barely make out our old radio flyer wagon converted into the covered wagon used by the settlers going west. We even had a cardboard cabin that had cardboard flames that you could flip up from the back for the scene where the settlers are being chased off by the Indians.

I’m sure that, to some, it looks pretty hokey. But to me, at that time, I felt like the star in a Broadway production. Thanks, Aunt Helen, for bringing back those wonderful memories.

Safe Travels, Mr. Huss

May 31, 2007

William Sheridan Huss, Jr. passed away in Appleton last Wednesday. I went to his funeral today. “Sherry” was my first Scoutmaster in Boys Scouts and he was very influential in my becoming an Eagle Scout. He was a brother Master Mason and he participated as the installing Worshipful Master for all three of my Masonic degrees. Most of all he was a mentor and a friend.

I haven’t seen Mr. Huss for at least three years and before that I only saw him once every couple of years for the past fifteen years or so. We were well acquainted, however, from 1976 to 1985. When I joined Boy Scouts, he was the Scoutmaster of Troop 12 in Appleton. While I was in Boy Scouts, we had four different Scoutmasters, one of which was my father, but in my mind, Mr. Huss will always be the Scoutmaster of Troop 12. He was a patient, kind, and knowledgeable man that had the temperament for teaching his scouts about nature, citizenship, life, and many other things.

He had a knack for teaching you multiple things at the same time without you realizing it. I remember one night when he sat at the dining room table in our kitchen discussing Astronomy Merit Badge with me and teaching me how to memorize information. It was his memorization and recitation of stories like The Cremation of Sam McGee the induced me to emulate his style when I was a Cub Scout Leader.

Mr. Huss, you impacted many people throughout your life. You will be truly missed.

Christmas Wreaths

November 18, 2006

The Cub Scout Christmas wreaths arrived today. AJ sold 64 pieces (wreaths, garland, swags, etc.) in September. We started delivering them today. It will probably take all week to get them all distributed. The van has that wonderful pine scent now and I was listening to Christmas songs on the radio while making our rounds. It doesn’t seem possible that we should be thinking about Christmas already. Let’s hope that we will actually have a White Christmas this year. I am not fond of those years when you see old dead grass on the lawn at Christmas.