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Article updated Wednesday 5 November 9:17

Thank God for my Boy Scout training. Or, more precisely, thank God for Ernie Ronson, my old Eagle Scout leader in Poughkeepsie, who helped me earn my merit badge in camping. Ernie was an old-timer who had spent a lot of time up in the Yukon, not to mention a stint as an army ranger, and so took his survival skills very seriously. He taught us a lot of stuff beyond what was in the book. Yesterday, despite the absence of a saw (although I did find a small hatchet in the trailer’s tool box), I managed to gather up a good supply of dry firewood, most of it from dead lower branches. Squaw wood, Ernie used to call it.