Because I was a Girl Scout …
I was a Girl Scout in the 1940s, in Denver, Colorado. I remember going to day camp in Washington Park, making a sit-up-on by weaving newspapers, pinning our sack lunches to a clothes line stretched between two trees and making a Buddy-burner (called a Tin-Can stove, pg. 308-309 in Girl Scout Handbook), we took a tuna can, rolled cardboard, poured wax, placed a wick in the center, to cook our hamburgers. We had an overnight stay, in the yard of a home over by Wilshire Golf Course, laying awake and counting stars, it was the first time I’d ever stayed away from home and, of course, selling cookies.
I still have my, 1947 edition of The Girl Scout Handbook, my Grandmother helped me cover it with a piece of leather, from Shwayder’s Trunk Co., where my Grandfather worked and my Girl Scout pin. The song “I Have Something in my Pocket”…a great big Brownie smile. Another song we learned, not sure what it was called but was a two part song, Sarasponda, Sarasponda, Sarasponda, red set set and my Dad and brother did the boom-da, boom-da, we were going to the mountains. Dad, Mom, brother and two sisters, singing and my Dad went through a stop sign, Clear Creek Canyon and after the officer heard what we were doing let him go with just a warning! He thought it was nice we were doing something as a family and not much traffic in those days. Six of us in a 1941 Chevy!
Would it be possible to find out what the troop number was?
I would be interested in donating, my book and my daughter’s Brownie and Girl Scout dresses from the 70′s. I was a Brownie and Girl Scout Co-leader for her troops. Many happy days spent during my scouting years.
Diane Wise Bement