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[bad_gustav]

So, as my last post in here for, well, who knows how long, I thought I'd put in the details of Dad's Memorial, including the eulogy I gave on behalf of the family. Behind the cut to save your friend's page:

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[keimel]

Thanks a lot for sharing that. I am choked up just reading it, and I don't think I've ever met your dad. But I met men like your dad. I know him. I know his kind. I know what influence they have over people. And I am a product (for the better, I think) of those influences. I can't discount my dad's role in my life, but he was usually too busy working to make it to events. The scoutmasters that were running our troop were the ones who helped guide me on the path. We lived glory days in our troop, a flagpole full of blue ribbons, too damn heavy for the tenderfeet to carry, and too many to display anymore except on the special occasions. Tying on another blue or red white and blue was another one to add to the expansive collection. It's that level of scouting that I could aspire to, and still do.

I never met your dad, but I do know him.

"May the Scoutmaster of all those who will listen to Him prepare you for leaving this room; may He continue to remind you to help other people and to do your best during this week; may He return you safely to your families and friends; and may you humble yourself in continuing to listen and follow His guidance and direction."

Good night Scouter.

[bad_gustav]

Oddly enough, or maybe not so oddly, my dad was an awesome Scouter but not so great on the dad side. I think our fathers may be pretty similar that way except I saw mine more at Scouting events, but I do know he touched a lot of other people. One of the things that drove it home was Darwin thanking us, the family, for sharing dad with them.

But I totally understand and appreciate what you're saying. You definitely knew him.

And you might appreciate that dad asked Tom and I to spread his ashes at the old OA circle at Camp Mack. I'll tell you the story of our hike some time.

Softly falls the light of day
As the campfire fades away.
Silently each Scout must ask
Have I done my daily task?
Have I kept my honor bright?
Can I soundless sleep tonight?
Have I done and have I dared
Everything to be prepared?