
Girl Scout memorabilia -not mine - I was asked to leave my Brownie troop, but that's a whole other story! The above stash was scored at thrift stores, e-Bay, and swap meets. As always, great for journals, assemblages and altered books.

Even though I chaffed at the rules and hide-
boundness of the regimented lifestyle - I have to admit now that they generated fantastic ephemera!! Ah, the beauty of hindsight.
Not quite as rugged as might have been useful, I nonetheless stayed part of my Girl Scout troop through high school, recoiling at the sight of reptiles, opting out of back country excursions. But those hard-won circles with an embroidered image still conjure a sense of accomplishment...a bed made with hospital corners, so many skills, once learned, never forgotten. That is one serious treasure trove.
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