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Some Stuff I Wrote and Some Stuff I Didn't (2011) H. Morris Williams









                 The program began exactly on time.  The master of ceremonies looked out
                  over the  100-plus  uniformed  scouts  and other guests and  welcomed them.
                  He  then  began  calling  on  first  one  scout  to  recite  the  scout’s  oath,  then
                  another to say the scout’s laws, all according to a rehearsed plan.


                  I was scheduled to be next, to lead the pledge to the flag, and I was ready.
                  Nervous but ready.


                  “And now,” he said, “Morris Williams, Troop 87, will lead us....”


                  I was actually looking forward to my part.  I would stand tall and say in my
                  clearest  voice,  “  I  pledge  allegiance  to  the  flag  of  the  United  States  of
                  America...”


                  But then the emcee finished his sentence  “.in our opening prayer.”


                  My mind went blank.  I  couldn’t believe it!  I  was not  supposed to  say  a
                  prayer.  That was someone else.  I was to lead the pledge!


                  All the scouts removed their caps for the prayer.  The group fell silent.  They
                  waited  for  the  prayer  to  begin.  I  waited,  too,  thinking,  hoping  the  scout
                  designated to pray might begin his prayer even though my name had been
                  called.


                  No such luck.  I had to do it.  Mentally staggering,  I almost began, “Dear
                  Lord, I pledge allegiance to the flag...”


                  Then I took a deep breath and began: “Dear God,  thank you  for Benjamin
                  Duke.  Thank you for his work in this forest.  Thank you  for the sacrifice of
                  his life for our country.  We hope his family will like this memorial to him.
                  Amen.”


                  The caps went back on and the program continued to its  conclusion.  The
                  other scouts  returned to their campsites  and their normal  routines.  But my
                  mind  was  still  reeling.  I  worried  about  my  little  prayer.  It  hadn’t  even
                  seemed to me like  a real prayer.  I  yearned for some  sign of reassurance.
                  When you are 14 years old,  you find lots to worry about.










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