Scouting



This is a picture of how scouts were supposed to look when I was a girl scout in the 1960's.  I don't know anyone who actually looked like this.  I never did learn how to tie the bow without it listing to one side or the other.  My gloves were always too big and stretched out of shape.  The beanie (and then beret) only stayed on with the help of several bobby pins and I usually wore white ankle socks because after the first washing my uniform socks parted ways.

Renee is upset because she knows that next year she will be a Brownie and will be wearing my hand me down uniform.  Ned obviously has tied his neckerchief too tightly!

Don't even get me started on those sashes!  Most girls tried to earn as many badges as possible.  After my mom sewed on my troop numbers, scout council name, and troop patch, we both realized the less badges I earned the happier we would both be.  My mother actually tried to convince me that the wings are supposed to be crooked to simulate flight. Adjectives such as  lopsided, cockeyed  and careless are not what a serious scout wants to hear when showing up at her first meeting. (Thank God I wasn't a serious scout.)  After a quick trip to Mrs. Shanley, family friend and talented seamstress, I was able to show my face (and sash) at the next meeting.

This is my actual sash

I can't find my keys, but I knew exactly where my 47 year old sash was! (In the attic right next to my David Cassidy poster.)