We are now on the final post of the Old Indian series. While I worked at camp we participated in a tradition that started in the earliest days of the camp and will be continued for many years to come. I’ll close this series the only way the feels right, with “Scout Vespers.”
Softly falls the light of day,
As our campfire fades away.
This post is dedicated to a great Scouter and a friend, Dale F Moseley. You will always be missed and remembered fondly. You embodied the Scout Oath and Law and were an inspiration for all those you served.
May the great Scoutmaster of all Scouts be with us until we meet again.