I would like to take you back about 7-8 years to my first board of review. I was probably 12 years old or so reviewing for my tenderfoot. I kept going over the oath in me head over and over again so I didn't screw something up. As I walked into one of the classrooms down the hall and stepped in front of three of my leaders, I was startled with the first question I heard. "How far do you plan on going in Scouts?" Well, I remember looking through my new Scouting Handbook and looking at all the ranks. Lets see...it went Tenderfoot, Second Class, First Class, Life....or was it Star....no star then life, and then Eagle was the highest right? Well I looked in my book and on the next page, beyond Eagle there was a thing called the "Lone Eagle" Hmm....never heard of it....but it looks higher than an Eagle right? So I reply to my leaders, since I am so ambitious, "I want to be a Lone Eagle." After an awkward moment of silence, a voice sprung up, "what the hell is a lone Eagle?" ummm....I don't know. I was soon pointed in the right direction notifying me that I could be an Eagle, not the only Eagle. As this week progressed I thought about this moment only a short while ago. I think that I discovered something. The truth is, we all have a lone eagle within us. Whether we have reached the highest rank of scouting or not, this Eagle still resides in us. The scouting program has put it there one way or another. Whether it was implanted through us with regular attendance or if we are the parent of a scout or even if we know somebody who is in the program. The Eagle is within you. It grows as we learn. Our wings are bright and strong. The Eagle stands proudly for the morals that the scouting program plants in our lives. It stands for power, friendship, loyalty and integrity. It makes us who we are. It is what we stand for. These days have been hard. For we have all lost a feather. This feather taught us what it meant to be an Eagle. It helped us through the hardest times. It taught us to stand up for what we believe in. It was loyal to not only you, but others as well. It was a heck of a euchre player, and some could argue that it was a good cook as well. When the scoutmaster is giving a speech to first year scouts and parents, this feather had the tendency to send out an aroma that would force all of us to move away. It taught us what it meant to be a Boy Scout, a friend and an upstanding person all around. Although this feather is gone, our wings are not broken. We must always remember what this feather taught us. We must take this and continue it along with us for all of our lives. We must hand it down to those who will soon come. Although our feather is no longer with us, we can rest assured that it is not a lone eagle. It is in a place surrounded by the feathers of those that have come before it. One day when our Eagle wings are old and dim, we will get a new pair of wings, even bigger and brighter than before. All of our feathers will be re-united as one pair of wings. Till then, we must remember our lost feather, and never forget what it taught us. When this day comes we will then know that mortals we were, but Eagles we always are.
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