Our chapter had three scouts who were deemed worthy of the vigil honor last June, I think that's a record for us. I have known them all for years and have watched them serve and serve and serve some more.
But one of them was moving out of state before our lodge held its vigil ceremonies. So we managed to get special permission to hold a one man ceremony just for him. We had very little time and a fair number of us were at the Jambo so I was asked if I could serve in this young mans ceremony. I will not say how here, suffice to say that I wore no feathers. But that was an honour and a thrill. As a scout I had served in many a preordeal, ordeal or brotherhood ceremony. In fact I had done 11 of the 12 major parts, but never a vigil. I thought my ceremony days were long long gone yet here i was again reviewing lines by fire light, walking down secluded foggy pathways in the woods at midnight by torchlight. I swear I could almost see my brothers from decades ago walking with me wraith like in the fog. Or maybe I was just so tired I was dreaming while walking. Ah memories!