My younger son has joined Cadets this year, and he's just returned from his first camp. His boots are in the laundry waiting to be cleaned. If you knew my family, and if you knew my son, you'd be very surprised that he has joined. Somehow, amidst all the ridiculous yelling and attention to marching detail, he managed to enjoy the overall experience. I think he enjoyed the social outdoor part of it. I had to laugh when he said that, when marching, he 'made mistakes' and was promptly put into the special squad, then made more mistakes, and was put into the special special squad, then again, the special special special squad. Something funny about that.
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