When I was off Cub Scout age I came home from a meeting to tell my parents that we were going camping and fathers were needed to volunteer to be chaperones. My father said, “Johnny, I will take you any place there is room service.” I didn’t understand. I was 26 when I first went camping with the United States Army. We were combat engineers. When we wanted to build a latrine we blew a hole in the ground or called in a D-9 Caterpillar.

Now that I am 72 and my father’s logic makes perfect sense to me. Apparently it does to many of those who were camping just a year or two ago. What I want to know is when is the Birchwood going to offer room service?

John Powers