Wow, I came across these today as I continue sorting through boxes of my late Mom's files in our garage. She kept so many cool items.
This is my 1968 membership card in the Boy Scouts of Canada, and the "Welcome Card" that came with it.
We were all well-scrubbed and wholesome back then!
Actually, I do remember being well-scrubbed, because I was a troop leader, and my troop often led the pack in clean fingernails and spiffy uniforms.
BTW, I also have a list of all of the members of our pack, their street addresses, and phone numbers, circa 1968. Of course I won't post that here for potential privacy reasons, but if there's anyone out there who is on that list, I'd be happy to share . . .
And, of course, not to forget Robert Baden-Powell . . . The cover of a father-son Scout dinner banquet program:
Now, let me be perfectly clear.
I do not in any way mean to disparage the Scouting program, if,
perchance, anyone should take my comments in that manner.
In my youth, it was wonderful. At a young age, it taught me
respect, many skills, and provided me with formative experiences
I am just showing how imaging and PR changes over time . . .Posted by Paul at August 5, 2012 09:55 PM