In 1985, the Boy Scouts celebrated their 75th anniversary. In 1907, British General Robert Baden-Powell founded the Scouting movement in England. Shortly afterwards, Chicago publisher W. D. Boyce visited London and learned of the Scouting movement. When he returned to the U.S., Boyce formed the Boy Scouts of America in 1910.
As I have mentioned before, I was big into Boy Scouts and had a lot of fun in the organization. Every February, the month that the Boy Scouts of America was incorporated, every troop has a big celebration dinner. At our 75th anniversary dinner, we decided to make a big production. There is a famous (to scouts anyhow) statue sculpted by Tait McKenzie, of a scout standing at the ready. The sculpture is titled, “The Ideal Scout”. The original stand in Philadelphia where scouting really started in the United States. We decided to trick folks by pretending that we had ordered a replica of the statue for our small town. I was, of course, a natural for “the ideal scout” (mainly, the uniform fit me). We painted an old uniform gold and any part of my body not covered by a uniform was also covered in gold dust, just like Goldfinger. It was really weird to see if all go down the drain later. Anyhow, I was prepared by scout leaders and stood behind a curtain, waiting to be unveiled.
Several regional scout leaders were invited and were in attendance and could not believe that we had acquired a replica statue. The dinner went on and numerous awards were presented. All the while, the mysterious statue remained behind the cutrain. Finally, as anticipation built, I was unveiled. The lights were dim and I stood completely motionless as folks looked on in amazement that scouting was so important in our town. Fellow scouts recited the scout pledge while looking on the statue tom commemorate the occasion. At the end, however, as they finished, the “bronze” statue lifted one arm to salute them in response to their pledge. No one knew I was the statue until I moved to salute. It was awesome as the trick played out!
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What a great story! Every time I think you must be getting to the bottom of your childhood stories list, you surprise me with another incredible one – with pictures to back it up! I did, however, start to itch and grow small welts when I looked at these pictures…having that gold paint/dust on my skin probably would’ve sent me to the hospital with some sort of crazy allergic reaction.
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HA! That is awesome!! You have the best stories, my friend! 🙂
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I almost didn’t recognize you with the hair!
I bet it was awesome!
I LOVE that!
I don’t think you will ever get to the end of your stories, because in 20 years,your stories will be about NOW! Tha Circle of Life.
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What??!! I always thought we Girl Scouts were being cheated out of all the fun! I was only in it for a year, but no one came anywhere close to passing anyone off as a statue! Cool!
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ha! That’s pretty cool. I cannot imagine what it felt like, but being claustrophobic it is giving me shivers. 🙂
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It seems you have always had a mischievous bone there! You are too funny!
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That is a great story, and to think you pulled it off right to the end. I would have started giggling or sneezed or something.
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I Salute you..mV
If you recall, when you came off the stand we took you to McDaids to cleanup. We found that your lips were turning blue so were your fingernails. We almost took it to far. dad
Kris – it was pretty cool! Pretty crazy but cool indeed!
Farmgirl_dk – the end of my stories in nowhere in sight!
Farm mom – thanks! I surely like to tell them too!
Loretta – I know! Hair throws me off too!
Capri Kel – I hope I survive all the stories we are making now!
Lynnie – Boy Scouts rule!
Ron – the best part is, I had to stand int he dark with my eyes closed and not fall over and not move…it was a little crazy. I though they picked me because the uniform fit, but I sort of wonder if it was because I was a sucker
ETW – someday I may grow out of that!…not likely, but maybe
Deb – I do remember being very uncomfortable standing still so long!
GW – thanks!
Dad – aww…it was nothing! Life insurance was paid up anyhow!
Hi Warren! Loved this story. We are a scouting family. Our oldest is in Boy Scouts and our youngest is in Cub Scouts. My DH is the Scoutmaster for the Cub Scouts. I will share this with them. They will love it.
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