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Meeting with the boys, the dads, and the

               other scout leaders in the community, I finally
               pieced it all together.  As soon as they arrived at

               the campsite, Harry, seeing a groomed snowmobile

               trail, decided that was the right road.  He drove
               onto it, followed by the other dads, and soon all

               three vehicles were stuck tight.  They dug and

               shoveled and pushed until one o’clock in the
               morning to get them out, all the while having no

               food and no camp set up.  By the time they got the

               vehicles out, they were cold and sweaty, but even

               though Harry had already gotten a hernia, he was
               still dogged determined to make this a success.

                      The boys and the dads laid straw on the snow

               and set the tent on it while Harry tried to start a
               fire.  The breeze kept blowing the matches out, so

               he decided to build the fire in the tent and then

               move it out to the fire pit.  The fire caught the straw

               on fire, the straw caught the tent on fire, the tent
               caught the supplies on fire, the supplies caught the

               kerosene cookstove on fire, and the ensuing

               explosion caught the next camp on fire.  From
               there, there was a chain reaction from campsite to

               campsite and troop to troop.  By the time the fire

               department came, almost every troop had lost gear,
               and some barely escaped with their lives.  The





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