I was traveling in orderly fashion as one in a column of Scouts. As we were all Cubs, on the brink of becoming full fledged, as yet we didn’t have the internal strength to refuse. It was the style of the narcissistic man to demonstrate his will as a commander, even though we were just boys.
As we entered the forest, we seemed ill equipped to deal with deep snow covered ground and constant flops of snow falling on us from the trees that chilled our uniforms. It might have been a lesson in bonding with nature, but resulted in the majority of the ordered line having the chills and fever of influenza.
As a seasoned college student, I look back on this ill fated adventure as a reminder that not all authoritarians are worth minding.