Hah! You should’ve been in Scouts in the 50’s. Almost to, a swinging d!ck, they had served in the Big One (to borrow a phrase from Dobie Gillis) and they were entirely unsympathetic to any whining or moaning from us as when it went below zero at Joshua Tree National Monument in January of ‘58. Did we freeze our asses off? You bet! But it made us stronger mentally and psychologically.
Queers? Yeah, they were present in the priesthood even back then, but, we 13-year-olds had a jungle telegraph about which one to stay away from.
In the Scouts? Don’t remember any thing close. Probably because ‘Chuck’ Bossun and the other scout leaders scared the piss out of them.
Spot on. Our Scout leader served on Tarawa and Iwo, and he made men of us, in spite of our self. He kept in touch with me when I was in the Corps.