Most teenage slackers don’t think twice about refusing their fathers’ invitations to do something together. But when my Dad asked me to help him start up and run New York’s first Boy Scout troop for disabled kids, I immediately agreed.
My time in Scouting had about run its course and I had a great experience the previous summer volunteering at a Head Start program. Besides, college was two years away and I knew this would look good on my applications. [Continue reading]