I can't recall the last time I saw a , 'men working' sign

When I was in Haiti we MKs (missionary kids) had a boy scouts manual, and we memorized it..learned to tie all the knots, how to build shelters, learned the codes..Morse code, flags, braille, did it all. We learned common North American animal and bird tracks, how to make and shoot bows and arrows, throw knives with deadly accuracy, etc.

When we arrived in the US when I was nine, I was excited, thinking that I could finally join the Boy Scouts. To my horror, I was shunted into the brownies with GURLS, where everyone sat around in a living room and ate cookies and planned other meetings to do the same thing. No knots, tracking, camping, or even going outside at all. I was disgusted and never returned.

But later on, when I read The Tracker: The True Story of Tom Brown Jr., where he tells of being trained since he was eight by a genuine Apache Indian elder until he could walk among wild deer, trailing his hand over their backs, and they never saw him, and could track ants across bare rock, etc. When he first attended a Boy Scout troop he was shocked at how silly and urban it was.