I am female. The BSA has been one of the most influencial things in my life. My father, grandfather, uncles, brother were all eagle scouts. My father devoted every Monday night and one weekend a month to troop 365 in Crystal, MN for my entire childhood. I felt left out. I was a girl. I was the oldest of three kids and I wanted to be part of what my dad and brothers were doing.

I tried Girl Scouts, but it just wasn't the same. I wanted to go camping -- not bake cookies and make crafts. My mom took over the role of Girl Scout leader and we organized trips with my dad's troop camping. It was fun, but the girls were just so... girlie.

My dad took it upon himself to start an Explorer Post when I was old enough. Explorer Posts could be co-ed. It was perfect. Most of the time I was the only girl in the post, but I didn't mind.

In the summer of 1997 our Explorer Post went on on a backpacking trip to Philmont Scout Ranch. (The largest Boy Scout camp in the country) I was the only female on the trip besides our female adult leader. (My dad had taken something like 12 previous trips out there) I was 17 at the time. I feel in love. This place was my calling.

I spent the next five summers on staff at Philmont. Despite being the minority female, I loved every single moment. It was where I was meant to be. I met some of my best friends there. I had some of my most memorable experiences there. 

My last summer out there was over eight years ago. I still miss it each and everyday. Now, this is something my father and I share on a very deep level. I know he is proud of me for working out there. We talk endlessly about Philmont when we are together. The BSA is what brought me and my father together.