A former Boy Scout revisits Leona State Park and realizes he never entered the cabin despite spending lots of time there as a kid. He recalls playing kick the can under a spinning light and a brutal collision at age 11 that shattered his hand, though he kept playing anyway.
I spent, like I mentioned, with, with being a part of scouting, and we had the cabin down in the park, right, in Leona State Park. Spent a ton of time out here, but I don't— I honestly don't know that I've ever been inside. Oh my gosh, that's wrong! That is just so wrong! It is so wrong. I don't think I've ever been in the building until today. So, but I mentioned we— with that light that would, uh, that would spin, we would play— the Boy Scouts would come up and play kick the can, um, and you had to time it if you were going and kick the can, you had to time it in such a way. That's fun. With the spinning. And I actually ran into a classmate and shattered my hand. Oh geez. When I was about, I don't know, 11, 12 years old, broke it in several places playing can bash. That's funny. And of course kept playing. Of course, of course, of course. Yeah, so
