Happy Birthday, Trevor! I don’t remember all the Cubs individually now, but I do remember you! Not that you were particularly naughty, but you were a very lively, smiling boy, with plenty to contribute. You were good at making things, enthusiastic, kind and popular. You also talked too much, and had to be suppressed. I can still picture you wearing your Cub cap over your curls. Now I am very pleased to hear that you yourself became a Scoutmaster, down in Dorset. Very best wishes, Elizabeth Harrison (BALOO)
