Getting a rocket

At the end of my first grade year, we moved from the town where my grandparents lived to a new town close by.

I’d joined the Cub Scouts in my first grade year before the move. There were some final activities during the summer after we’d moved that I went back for, maybe every other week or even more often. On many of these occasions I went early or stayed late, even spending the night many times with Jimmy, whose mom was the den mother.

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