Page 6 - Save the Last Dance for Me

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The Important Assignment

I am a firm believer that sometimes God
opens a door for us and gently nudges us into the

unknown and unfamiliar. I just as strongly believe

that sometimes, with His wry sense of humor, he
opens the door wide and kicks our back end swiftly

through it. Thus, to tell this story, I must go back

before the point where some might think the story
begins, for knowing what happened partially

depends on why.

I can’t say that I was one to aspire to be a

scoutmaster. I, myself, am an Eagle Scout and
enjoyed the scouting program. However, that was

in my younger years, back when my body didn’t

wince at sleeping on the ground, tramping miles
upon miles through the mountains, and freezing

within an inch of death. Those were great days,

and I enjoyed them, but I had long since given

them up for the creature comforts of life: a warm,
soft bed and a porcelain seat to sit on when nature

called. But I am getting ahead of myself, for the

premise is set, but the reason is not yet told.

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