Yesterday I mentioned that one photo from the Klondike Derby deserved its own layout. This is that photo. That's Trevor, smiling by the camp stove, while the rest of the boys in his troop are seated around the campfire in the background.
For the past 9 years, Trevor hasn't gotten near a campfire after this scary experience. During all of his Scout trips, he cooks his food on a camp stove, even if everyone else is cooking over the fire. (Including s'mores.) He doesn't sit around the campfire at night or in the morning. At structured campfires in campground or summer camp amphitheaters, he sits (or stands) as far away from the fire as possible.
Some kids might be frustrated by the limitation, or upset about missing out. Not Trevor. One of the things I admire most about him is that he's very matter-of-fact and accepts things as they are. He has an allergy, so no campfires. There's nothing to question or be upset about. He cooks, he eats, he spends time with his friends in places that aren't near a smoky fire. No problem.