I guess whatever was wrong with the car took a while to fix because as the day drew long and the sun started to drop; Mom, John and I were invited back to the scout’s area where tents had been pitched. We had been invited to join them for a big scout meal of Rock Soup.
Now if you don’t know what Rock Soup is, there is actually a funny story to it.
The war had been long and hard, scarring the countryside, the villages, and the people – both soldiers and citizens. Finally, it was over… though some claimed victory; no one really won except the winter which now held them all prisoner. A lone soldier, trying to return to his far-away home, had wandered through the cold and snow for days.