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Yes, sometimes, but mostly no.For the BSA, Guide to Safe Scouting says:Pack Overnighters These are pack-organized overnight events involving more than one family from a single pack, focused on age-appropriate Cub Scout activities and conducted at council-approved locations (councils use Pack Overnight Campout Site Appraisal Form, No. 430-902, http://www.scouting.org/wp-content/ uploads/2018/07/430-90218-PackOvernightForm_Fillable.pdf). If nonmembers (siblings) participate, the event must be structured accordingly to accommodate them. BSA Health and Safety and Youth Protection policies apply. In most cases, each youth member will be under the supervision of a parent or guardian. In all cases, each youth participant is responsible to a specific adult. At least one adult on a pack overnighter must have completed Basic Adult Leader Outdoor Orientation (BALOO, No. 34162) to properly understand the importance of program intent, Youth Protection policies, health and safety, site selection, age-appropriate activities, and sufficient adult participation. Reference: Cub Scout Outdoor Program Guidelines, No. 510-631First obvious example is where the legal guardian of Cub Scout is not a parent. There are grandparents, siblings, and others who are legal guardians. That’s the most obvious case.Second, the parent can designate another adult family member to be responsible for the Cub at the outing. In families with large age ranges, we have had adult siblings be responsible for Cubs in the past.There is an option where a trusted friend (generally another parent, but not the unit or den leader) can be responsible for another Cub. This is a difficult job, and you should not expect the leaders to fill this role. It is completely against the spirit of the rules that Cubs would go camping with just a couple of leaders like Scouts BSA / Boy Scouts do. My read is that this is an option to try to reduce the number of Cubs who don’t camp because their parents simply can’t camp.

On average, it takes about 8-12 years to take a drug from discovery of the molecule, to an approval and commercial launch. I should also add that the patent is filed very early after discovery, and the manufacturer has 20 years of exclusivity, and that clock starts ticking following the filing.Initially, development costs are fairly low: small-scale manufacture of a few grams of the API—just enough to run some preliminary modeling and maybe some toxicology studies in rats.At this point, the team studying the molecule is fairly small. Their time is counted against the R&D costs, but it's relatively negligible.There may be follow-on toxicology studies in larger animals, maybe dogs. All the animals are purchased, and cared for under very humane conditions, though most are eventually euthanized.If the drug looks promising and doesn't have too toxic a profile, they may move forward with first-in-human dosing. In order to do that, the pharma company must write a study protocol and make a regulatory filing in the country where they plan to conduct the trial. People who specialize in regulatory filings are either hired, or if the pharma company employs them, prepare the filing. As new information is learned about the drug (usually on an annual basis), new filings are updated.At the same time, the Chemistry, Manufacturing & Control (CM&C) team will engage to start development of more API—the active ingredient in medicines. Depending on the tox profiles and how encouraging the drug seems to be, they may manufacture a few kilos of the API. That's in consideration of a small-molecule; i.e., a chemically-synthesized drug. If it's a biologically-synthesized drug, the costs are much higher.Manufacturing the API may occur at the pharma company, or it may be farmed out to a third-party organization. If an Indian or Chinese TPO is selected, we can save some money, but we still have to oversee everything, and visit these companies regularly, to ensure they're doing things under quality control.Once the API is produced, stability tests will be performed. These stability studies will be done continually, throughout the life of the drug. Regular reports will be made, including additional regulatory filings.Once API is manufactured, we next make it into drug form. Early on, we usually just put API into capsules, and put them in a bottle. That's the cheapest, and quickest way to get medicines to patients. Later on, we'll worry about the final drug form, preservatives, colorings, flavorings, etc.Usually at this stage, medicines are just packed and stored in bottles (relatively cheap), but some medicines are sensitive to environmental conditions and must be placed in blister packages (more expensive.)While the drug is being manufactured, the clinical team is hard at work, designing the first-in-human protocol. Research physicians and medical doctors are involved. The early studies are primarily for safety, so their designs are straightforward.At this time, a clinical site may be chosen. In an early phase trial, a single site, within a single country may be used. Follow-on trials get larger in numbers of patients, and multiple clinical sites are needed. As the drug progresses even further, maybe to Phase II or Phase III, multiple countries are needed. I've seen trials with thousands of patients, in over two dozen countries.Dont forget, each clinical site has a primary investigator–a doctor, who is responsible for the conduct of the trial and safety of the patient. These doctors aren't paid large sums, but they are paid something for their time.When we're preparing drug for those patients, we have to devise suitable packaging according to the stability studies. The packages must be labeled in the local languages of those countries in which the trial is conducted. Translations are required. Regulatory requirements must be met.For global trials, we make hundreds of shipments every month, sometimes using overnight shipments. We have warehouses and depots around the world, maintaining closely-controlled environmental conditions for room temperature, refrigerated, or frozen material. That's not cheap.And don't forget about the patients. They're not paid a lot to participate, but they receive nominal amounts for their time. As they go through the trials, samples are taken and then analyzed in central laboratories. Blood draws, perhaps biopsies, tissue samples, scans, and many other diagnostic tests are performed. All paid for by the sponsoring pharma company.I almost forgot–sooner or later, some trials must provide the current standard of care for seriously ill patients. I'm talking about diabetics and cancer patients. You can't just give these patients placebos, not when existing treatments are available. This means that pharma companies have to pay for expensive commercial products, just like individual patients!Back at pharma company, for late-phase trials, hundreds of people are involved: doctors, clinicians, nurses, biologists, chemists, statisticians, IT, logistics and supply chains experts, medical writers, project managers, market researchers, sales personnel, and packaging engineers are only some of the roles involved with drug development.All require regular pay, week in, week out. Doing R&D for pharma is a 24/7/365 business. We have to pay to keep the lights on, even as we're in the middle of drug development. There are costs involved, even if the drug fails in testing, and never makes a dime's worth of profit.

**Long Story — be advised**In a word, “busy”. Before I was to leave prison, I had to have an address I was going to live BEFORE I left prison. I was directed to a self-owned company called H.O.S.T. (Helping Offenders Successfully Transition). One of the guys that left about 4 months before I did had made arrangements to get a place in Orlando where the residency restrictions weren’t as oppressive as other cities in other counties. His mom was on the outside and worked directly with H.O.S.T. I, on the other hand, had to work with H.O.S.T. via mail. I asked my friend who was in control of my 401K money to start sending me money into my prison fund. I started the ball rolling by getting money orders for $250.00 per order (approved by the Colonel first) sent to H.O.S.T. to find a place and get ready to put first/last/security on the place. My transition officer at the prison was in touch with the owner of the company and they worked together to find a place. Once done, my address was officially noted in the release papers being written up at that point in time with about a week to spare.Was taken to the bus terminal in Tallahassee (closest to where I was in prison). I was bused down to Orlando. I was met by my friend from prison with several other people including, happily, another friend I didn’t expect. The representative from H.O.S.T. named Rick and the rest of us first stopped at McDonald's and I was given some burgers and fries and a coke. Once done, we were on our way to my new home in about as far east in Orlando you could go without ending up in the Space Coast. I was introduced to the live-in owner and I was shown my room. One of the guys had made up a “care” package of clothes and canned food until I could buy some at the store prior to my arrival in Orlando. It was very late and I was totally beat. Rick reminded me he would be back up early in the morning to take me to the sheriffs office to register for the first time. End of day one.Day two came about an hour after sunrise. I didn’t sleep well. I was sick as a dog. The burgers and the fries and coke did a number on my stomach. Five years of eating Textured Vegetable Protein made my tummy a bit sensitive to REAL FOOD, and I puked my lungs out all night. We went to the Sheriffs office to register, and it seemed that EVERYONE in the world decided to pay a visit there all at the same time. Did a lot of sitting and then my name was called. Picture was taken for purposes of the FDLE Sexual Offenders public listing. I was asked a ton of questions. Fortunately I had an answer for all of them. I had no phone number as yet so I was told that as soon as I had a phone to come back to the office and add that information to the registration.Next stop, the State Drivers License office. I was getting my state I.D. there. Forms filled out, another picture taken, and a signed letter from the Department of Prisons that there was to be, in bold dark letters, in the lower right hand corner of the I.D. “Sexual Offender”. I paid $75.00 for that, plus $90.00 for Rick to get my birth certificate from Chicago on an overnight run as I was about to be released. Nothing’s for free on probation. Everything done to me is at my own expense. The DL office was packed! Surprise, huh? I was 237 and #198 was being called. The job was done and I was driven home. I had some soup and a small sandwich and went to bed. End of Day 2.Day 3 was a trip to my new probation office to meet my new probation officer. I heard stories about P.O.’s that made my hair curl … and I was bald. I was just getting used to this GPS and ankle monitor. And I … forgot … to charge it up overnight. I went to the office and the light on the top of my GPS was blinking red. I had no clue what that meant other than I was in trouble somehow. One of the guys waiting to see his officer told me the battery was low and to charge it up. He had his charger, and I plugged it into the wall. About 40 minutes later I was ushered into the P.O.’s office. This guy was NOT expected. Soft spoken, easy going kind of guy. We spoke for a while. I had already filled out the stuff in the waiting room so the meeting wasn’t all that long. He shook my hand and gave me an appointment for next month. I was taken home to plug the GPS back in and it was fully charged in about 4 hours, but I kept it plugged in. End of Day 3.Three months later, I was in the kitchen in pain because I was having trouble urinating. I had this back in prison but they diagnosed it as a prostate problem. My prostate meds did not take care of this problem. It was 1a.m. on March 14th, 2015. I dropped on the kitchen floor … and I was officially dead when the EMT’s came in. They zapped me and got me started again. Once in the hospital I was rushed through the ER and then to surgery. (Understand this was all told to me by Rick because I didn’t open my eyes for two days). In surgery, I died again. Another current and I was brought back to life. My body was so septic because my kidneys stopped working about a week prior (and I had no clue). They had to remove the entire large intestine where most of the poison had rested. I was full of all kinds of fluids through I.V.’s and stuff. I woke up and I saw big metal staples from the bottom of my middle chest down to my belly-button … a good 3 inches. I had a catheter in my bladder and I saw the tubing down there and it was attached to a receptical on the site of the bed. I had a plastic bag adhered to the lower right side of where my stomach was, so that my body could drain into it.I was in the hospital mid-March to mid-July. Rick came to visit me almost every day. He called me the “Million-Dollar Baby” because within that time frame, I had amassed a million dollars worth of bills. I was diagnosed with End Stage Renal Disease, and Rick (who had 4th stage Esophageal Cancer) told me the doctors thought I was going to leave this world before Rick did.I was started on dialysis almost immediately but I had to be taken to the hospital in downtown Orlando to get the catheter put into my chest and attached to my heart. When I was released mid-July, my leg muscles had totally atrophied. They were the size of tree-trunks because of the fluid build-up. They were taking 3 liters of fluid out of me with each dialysis treatment 3x a week. I couldn’t walk. When I was released I was in a wheelchair and I was given a walker.Then … REAL LIFE BEGAN. By November 2015, I was walking on my own. My goal was March of 2016 (my birthday) but God had other plans. The transport bus I was taking to go to dialysis said I couldn’t use that type of wheelchair because the wheels were too small and it presented a tipping problem even when it was anchored to the floor. I used the walker for a while, then I started to walk with a bit of help, and then finally on my own. Yeah, I think “busy” was the appropriate word.Rick went into the hospital for a routine procedure in October of 2016. He was watching a Cubs game on T.V. in his hospital room. 3 hours later, he passed away. Well, Rick, I’m still here, Buddy. God called you home. His plans for me continue. Hope I don’t screw it up.Edit: Thanks to you all for the upvotes and the views. I’m truly humbled and I am blessed. My goal, purpose, mission (take your pick) is to be as transparent as possible about who I was before, who I was in prison, and who I am now. There’s a process to be read here about someone who was totally lost, punished, endured, survived, and now thrives even within the restrictions to which we are relegated. I’m here because I want to try and dispel the stereotypes that are placed on us as “Ex-Felons, Ex-Cons, Ex-Sex offenders”. Thanks again for the upvotes, the views, and some wonderful comments of support I’ve been getting. There IS a light at the end of the tunnel for us. All we have to have are the eyes with which to see.