Gee I’m glad I WAS a Boy Scout By Hank Silverberg A boy scout is trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, courteous, kind, obedient, thrifty, brave, clean and reverent, and now sometimes -- a GIRL. I’m not sure about obedient and reverent anymore, but I retain a lot of the things I learned in four years of Boy Scouts. It was a good experience. I have never used semaphore, but I have tied an occasional slip knot over the last 50 years. I still love canoeing and though I have never had the occasion to do so, I still remember how to turn my pants into a floatation device if need be. (My Order of the Arrow Sash) I never made Eagle Scout. I quit after reaching the rank of Star Scout and right after being sworn into the “Order of the Arrow.” (I won’t tell you the Order’s cool initiation ritual; I took an oath 50 years ago not to reveal it.) Somehow at age 14, competitive baseball was more important than scouting, and at times I h