tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701205552371729429.post1189753982024228743..comments2015-09-16T14:38:40.531-05:00Comments on Adam Garton's Blog: For PopAdam Gartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09928116494906876145noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701205552371729429.post-53866561364976197792010-01-29T07:42:27.646-06:002010-01-29T07:42:27.646-06:00Man, you guys are lucky to have such fond memories...Man, you guys are lucky to have such fond memories of your father. To live one day, when I cried and my father heard me or be there period..... I feel lucky to have known someone that has felt that kind of love. Thank You for sharing guys.Samadnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6701205552371729429.post-19250954480191220272010-01-28T20:24:17.067-06:002010-01-28T20:24:17.067-06:00I had a similar episode, but mine was a blazing ho...I had a similar episode, but mine was a blazing hot coleman lantern. It was one of those famous royal ranger campouts -- amazing none of got killed on those things -- and I was just a pioneer. I saw the coleman lantern on the ground glowing brightly, and I thought to myself: "I wonder how hot the top of that thing is?" Well, stupid (me) decided to place his left palm flat on the top of that thing. My hand was there less than a second, but it gave me a 2nd degree burn. I hid from Dad because I thought he would be mad, but he noticed me trembling off to the side, clenching ice, and fighting back the tears. When he asked me what had I happened, naturally I lied: "I tripped on a tent cord and landed on the lantern," is what I said. I doubt he believed me, but he wasn't mad, nor did he make fun of my obvious lie. Instead, he took me back into town to get some burn cream and bandages. (Yeah, that's right, our brilliant royal ranger commanders didn't have a general first aid kit.) Anyway, that crazy burn blistered up for weeks on end! Oh, the misadventures we had! Oh to have just one more . . .Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05347173173697662094noreply@blogger.com