Father's Day "Can we go, Dad? Can we go?" Young Richard was excited about a Cub Scout camp-out that required the attendance of his father. Richard, Sr. thought about all the times his son had asked on other occasions, "Are you working tonight, Dad?" "Far too often," his father reflected, "I offered some lame excuse instead of pitching ball or shooting baskets or just sitting and talking." He promised himself that the next time he would agree to do whatever his son asked him to do. "You bet we'll go!" he told his son, "We wouldn't miss it for the world." "Oh boy!" the son shouted, throwing his arms around his father's neck. Richard, Sr. wasn't quite as enthusiastic. He remembered sleeping out in the back yard as a boy and how afraid he was. Camping was not his thing.

Finally the long await…