Fleeting Memories

One of the many activities that my parents had me take part in was the Cub Scouts. When you turn seven you were able to join and take part in the activities that were available. The different levels that you could achieve as a Cub started with the Bobcat badge, then the Wolf badge, then Bear and then Lion. Finally, there were a lot of different activities that you need to do at each level to be able to advance to the next rank. The final step was to receive the Arrow of Light that you were able to wear on your shirt as a Boy Scout when you entered the troop at twelve years old. As one of the Cub Scouts I went on many activities that were designed to help us do enough to receive one of the levels. One of the activities that we went to was to a television studio where we were to be on TV. In 1951 most of the programs were broadcast live. You can imagine the lectures and downright threats to life, limb, and worst of all, telling the bishop and our parents. This would have been a dou...

I have been sitting here trying to think of what I should write about my life. I can’t think of anything so maybe my life is over, and I just don’t know it. There are a lot of things that I don’t understand any more, and I’m not sure that I want to. I would ask around, but it is not good for me to go outside with the allergies, and there aren’t any people outside now because of the pandemic. I am going to have my head lasered tomorrow, maybe that will help. My brain reminds me of the old TV set. TV didn’t come on all day and on many channels. It had a test pattern that would come on, and that would be all that was on until a certain time when a program would come on. That is what it is like for me sometimes. I just sit here, and then finally my brain leaves the holding test pattern and turns on. Now back to the story, such as it is.   Albert Owen Stubbs with Mail bag 1948 Colorized by myheritage.com The whole family would go to my grandfather’s home on Sunday evening a...