Things may change, but some things?

This morning I was looking for something in the back of one of “my” closets, and I came across a strip of metal that was a piece of a small kit I received one Christmas. Anyone remember those “erector sets” that used to be a popular item in those “letters to Santa?” Well, most of my set has long since disappeared, all but that one piece, that is. And this brought to mind one thing that happened at a meeting of boy scouts at my church one Monday evening.

My friend in scouting, Andy Smith, would remember the days when his dad took the helm and led us. Mr. Smith, our Scoutmaster and a Southern Bell technician, I believe, was someone who it was easy to follow. He didn’t make many demands on us scouts, and he always seemed to enjoy what we were doing. This morning I remember how, one time, I seemed to get on his nerves, though.

Seems one time Mr. Smith said something that hit my early Junior High School brain just the way he hadn’t meant it. I didn’t say anything, but I couldn’t really help myself, and I began to snicker, under my breath at first, but, eventually, loud enough for Mr. Smith to hear it. His comment: Geddes, what are you laughing at? I didn’t answer--just kept on trying to squelch my snickering.

Again, Scoutmaster Smith asks, “Geddes, what are you laughing at?” Still no answer from Geddes.

At this point, Mr. Smith reviews his own thoughts and what he had shared with the group. His conclusion? “Geddes, you have a dirty mind!” Which didn’t stop the snickering one bit.

Now, I don’t remember just what brought on my amusement, or why I couldn’t stop my snickering those many years ago, but one thought came to mind this morning when I found that item in my closet.

Viagra?

Hmmmm.... Do you suppose Mr. Smith might have been right?