I grew up in the Boy Scout program. Came across some patches, mugs and memorabilia this month. Damn! I was a hoarder.
My second Scoutmaster was a college professor pedo. He would invite the new "recruits" over for dinner and have them make his bed, clean, whatever. There was talk of a photo album. This was the days of Polaroids. I didn't make the album and there was no impropriety. My Stepfather was also on the executive council. The SM was asked to leave soon after.
All that said, there were good gay leaders and good strait leaders. My mentor was a farm boy from west Texas that survived D Day.
The "gays"could be picked out, even at an early age. They weren't the problem The pedos were avoided.
All that said...my parents said to be on the look out.

