Here are a few shots of me doing Boy Scout-y things, such as river rafting and … getting presents from Santa. Somewhere in my personal narrative I created an idea that my dad never did any scouting things with me, and in most cases I was on my own. While my dad was not a leader or involved in my weekly activities, he did on occasion lend a hand or go on an outing, and these photos are proof of that participation. Thanks, Dad, for doing scouts with me, in the best way you could at the time. Perhaps you might have attended more meetings, or volunteered time for the troop, but you always enabled me to participate, and you always lent a hand when needed.