Dear Mom,   

Our Scoutmaster told us all to write to our parents in case   
you saw the flood on TV and worried.  We are OK.  Only one   
of our tents and two sleeping bags got washed away.   
Luckily, none of us got drowned because we were all up on   
the mountain looking for Chad when it happened.   

Oh yes, please call Chad's mother and tell her that he's OK.   
He can't write because of the cast. I got to ride on one of   
the search and rescue jeeps. It was neat. We never would have   
found him in the dark if it hadn't been for the lightning.   

Scoutmaster Webb got mad at Chad for going on a hike alone   
without telling anyone.  Chad said he did tell him, but it   
was during the fire so he probably didn't hear him.   

Did you know that if you put a gas can on a fire, the gas   
can will blow up?  Billy is going to look weird until his   
hair grows back.   

We will be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster Webb gets the car   
fixed. It wasn't his fault about the wreck.  The brakes   
worked OK when we left. Scoutmaster Webb said that with a   
car that old you to have to expect something to break down;   
that's probably why he can't get insurance on it. We think   
it's a neat car.  He doesn't care if we get it dirty, and if   
it's hot, sometimes he lets us ride in the tailgate. It gets   
pretty hot with ten people in a car.   

Scoutmaster Webb is a neat guy. Don't worry, he is a good   
driver. In fact, he is teaching Terry how to drive. But he   
only lets him drive on the mountain roads where there isn't   
any traffic. All we ever see up there are logging trucks.   

Guess what?  We have all passed our first aid merit badges.   
When Dave dove in the lake and cut his arm, we got to see how   
a tourniquet works.   

Also, Wade and I threw up.  Scoutmaster Webb said it probably   
was just food poisoning from  the leftover chicken. He said   
they got sick that way with the food they ate in prison.   

I'm so glad he got out and became our scoutmaster. He said   
he sure figured out how to get things done better while he   
was doing his time.   

I have to go now. We are going into town to mail our letters   
and buy bullets.   

Don't worry about anything.  We are fine.   

Love,   
Johnny