GARY SMITH: The hordes are coming as Arkansas plans for darker times
Once upon a time I had to serve in a chaperone-ish capacity for my youngest son's Boy Scout unit (Troop? Pack? Gang? OK, probably not gang) on a camping trip.
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Once upon a time I had to serve in a chaperone-ish capacity for my youngest son's Boy Scout unit (Troop? Pack? Gang? OK, probably not gang) on a camping trip.
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