Well, here I am, sitting in Baltimore at a work related conference getting some very good information. But, if I could, I'd leave here in time to join in with the Neuse River trash pick-up. It's not that I feel obligated as Cubmaster to be there (although some could argue that), but, I have to be honest with myself: I really like working with these guys.
I've done quite a bit of "networking" this week. I've met quite a few paramedics who work multiple jobs. I sometimes realize that I miss working on an ambulance, but don't know where I would fit it into my week. Gosh, I could get paid to work part-time as a paramedic. But money isn't everything (although it helps keep the lights on and the water flowing!).
Cubscouts is, in fact, my part time job. The pay isn't in dollars. It's in smiles; it's in seeing kids getting excited about racing cars; or making widgets; or picking up trash. It's in the pride I felt seeing the sign at the greenway identifying our pack as adopting it. It's in the scouts coming up to me and saying, "Mr. Tom, can I get my picture with you?" or receiving a card from a scout thanking me for what I do. Have you met Robbie, or Travis, or Stephen, or Darden? I've got 24 others just like them.
No money can replace that.
If you are thinking about whether you have the time to get more involved, try it for a month. I'll bet my cubscout paycheck you'll be hooked, just like me (and a many other leaders in our pack).
I'll be there Tuesday in person, but my heart will be with the scouts Saturday...I may even pick-up trash on the sidewalk just to make myself feel connected!
See you soon....
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