Scout camps are not exactly Ranger school, but as my Eagle Scout son emailed me,
"We had to get up in the morning at at 10 o'clock at night, half an hour before we went to bed, kill raccoons and o'possum for the morning stew, swim across piranha-infested rivers for exercise, hold targets for the other boys' rifle practice, twenty-six hours a day, week in, week out -- and when we got back our scoutmaster would kill us and dance on our graves singing hallelujah."
And you try to tell the young Scouts today that, and they don't believe you.
