I’ll post some thoughts about the Tea Party Convention later on — I’m in between meetings at the Capitol at the moment — but I’d be remiss if I didn’t offer a hearty congratulations to the Boy Scouts of America, which was incorporated 100 years ago Monday.
Scouting was a major part of my life for at least 10 years. I worked at a Scout camp for five summers, attended several national Scouting events and earned the rank of Eagle Scout. But what I remember best are times like burning chicken soup on my first backpacking trip in the Cohutta Wilderness Area, chasing a horse that got loose before a trail ride, learning how to cook biscuits on a makeshift reflector oven in a fire pit (we did get some things right), and recording some of my best memories with my dad, brother and some of my best childhood friends.
It is an organization that teaches responsibility and independence in an era of finger-pointing and dependency. It has helped to shape some of our country’s finest leaders — both those you’ve heard of and those you haven’t — as recorded in two books by my friend, Atlanta native Alvin Townley.
It is an organization that deserves our admiration and thanks. It definitely has mine.