In 1964, my oldest brother, David, participated in the Sixth National Jamboree of the Boy Scouts of America at Valley Forge. The rest of the family, on our way to the New York World’s Fair, visited him. For a whole day, we were immersed in the sights, activities, and wonders amidst 52,000 Scouts and leaders in that historic setting. Through my 12 year old eyes, it was fantastic.
In 1969, I had the chance to attend the Seventh National Jamboree at Farragut State Park, Idaho, at the site of a WWII U. S. Navy training base on Lake Pend Oreille. My next oldest brother, Richard, had attended the Twelfth World Jamboree there in 1967, and from his stories, photographs, and . . . Read All