Preparedness Tips: A Mother’s Wisdom
A Mother’s Wisdom
What Mom Can Teach You About Being Prepared
I learned about preparedness and survival kits from my mother. She was wisdom personified and always seemed to know what to do, no matter what the occasion!
I truly regret it took me so long to realize it. As a fledgling Boy Scout, my troop was going on a long-awaited and unprecedented early spring camping trip. At last, I was going to join the older guys whom I not only admired, but secretly revered. The last thing I wanted was to be embarrassed by being unprepared.
Preparedness Tips Passed Down from my Mother
When I asked Mother what to take on my extended outing, she replied in her soft-spoken manner, “You need to wonder what could happen and be willing to pay the wages of going into the wilderness. Take some water, Wranglers®, weenies, wipes, warm clothing, weather protection, a weapon, a wayfinder, whatever, and keep a watchful eye…”
Did she ever have a way with words! Let me elaborate on her guidance. Evaluate these points in relationship to your own emergency preparedness.
Mother was suggesting I ponder what part of my intended experience I might not be able to control. It was the beginning of my education to learn to assess what problems might occur in the field (or in my life), such as:
- to which wonders of nature (read: disaster) I’d be vulnerable
- to what other creature––man or beast––I might encounter, and/or
- to the kinds of personal problems I might have in the wilderness…
She wanted me to plan for the worst, hope for the best, and be able to deal (eventually) with whatever happened.
That meant that I must be willing to pay the price to make this trip––time, effort, and risk. From the available alternatives, was this the most practical, prudent, and provident undertaking for me? I had to decide if it was the most intelligent thing to do at that moment—and what about the longer-term consequences and implications of my actions? Even at that early age, I had already been made aware of the consequences of being unprepared. Mother was indicating the price of not being prepared for the future eventualities in my life.
Mother told me to take water. She knew you can’t live very long without drinking water. She made sure I carried extra water and told me how important clean drinking water was to camping health. My WWII metal canteen my Uncle Jimmie brought back from the Army was my fountain of trail health. Mother made me repeat to her how to obtain and purify additional water for drinking and cooking. She was very certain I understood that daily water consumption was necessary for health and sanitation purposes.
That meant having appropriate clothing for the occasion, depending on the environment. In my youth, jeans (we could afford the name brand Wranglers® only after the harvest was in the barn) were the working-class clothes in our ex-urban community. They were sturdy, longwearing, tough, easily maintained, and could be worn for man’s work––and that certainly included camping out! This admonition was also meant to include a regular change of underwear. I’m sure all of us were taught about that bit of hygiene….
That was a reference to the need for nourishment. My mother knew my penchant for hot dogs, potato chips, and pork and beans. Her instruction to me was to take food that I:
- would eat even under the stress of being away from the well-spread table she prepared for the family;
- could easily prepare in the boonies; and
- would normally enjoy.
Personally, I would have opted for her barbeque pork and creamy cole slaw––but that would have been totally impractical for the camping environment. Mother packed a supply of extra food just in case of some unexpected emergency that required no cooking, was comforting and familiar, easily digestible, and stored well without great care under adverse conditions. She included some homemade beef jerky, nuts from our backyard trees, hard peppermint candy, homemade granola, and home-dried fruits. Having familiar food to eat gives us comfort far beyond the cost of the food. Don’t take anyone else’s opinion about your emergency food supply––store what you like to eat and you’ll eat what you’ve stored.
Intimated that if I ate during this camping trip, eventually the natural necessity for wipes would occur. Not to mention tissues for a runny nose from staying out overnight in the humid wilderness! Wipes were indeed essential then for any trip away from home––and still are! This was also meant to remind me about the need for good personal hygiene and grooming––a little soap and elbow grease to remove the dirt and smoke odor from my body. There is no greater comfort than being our best self––putting our best foot forward––handling whatever we encounter with panache and style.
How can anyone be prepared if the elements are ignored? Today we have modern technology––so many new fabrics for clothing and camping gear, equipment for and supplies to help in this life-saving necessity.Of course, let us not forget the need for fire to cook food, purify water, and provide warm water for bathing. I carried the supplies for starting an emergency fire in virtually any weather. Mother had some handy fire-starters: candles, chemical heat tabs, and some canned heat from her chafing dish. Fire-starters were essential for igniting wet wood quickly to make a campfire––especially in an emergency situation. With a butane lighter, wax-coated matches in a waterproof container, a magnesium match, some lint from the lint collector in the dryer, some blocks of wax-impregnated fire-starter, you could start a fire anywhere!
This was the need for adequate shelter from the unpredictable spring weather in North Carolina––a tent and some waterproof matches. Mother also insisted on some kind of poncho or plastic cover to protect me from the rain and wind. Today, you’d probably opt for a large plastic trash bag with holes cut in the sides for your arms. Or, you could buy foil-like space blankets, those reflective emergency blankets that are never large enough to cover your arms and legs! It also meant having sunglasses, sunscreen for the lips and skin, and clothing for protection against the hot sun.
That meant a brand-new Swiss knife attached to my belt for all to see––talk about proud! Nobody was going to mess with me and the complete arsenal at my fingertips. I was prepared for even a bear! Besides, it was a miracle-making tool just waiting to be unleashed, whether for opening a can of beans or soup, shaving a stick for fire tinder, or carving an X on a tree to mark the trail. It was absolutely important––a veritable rite of passage––that every Scout have his own knife for first aid, food preparation, minor repairs, and a sense of proud ownership. Because they occupied little space, mother put extra shoelaces, safety pins, needle and thread, fine baling wire, extra adhesive tape (before duct tape!), a hank of small rope, and some razor blades in an old aspirin tin––just in case.
This meant having the appropriate equipment, such as a wrist compass and a local area road map. At least I could find my way back to the camp, home, or anywhere on that map, should I become the victim of a snipe hunt with the senior scouts. Make sure you have maps of local streets, as well as maps of your destination, if you must depart from your home.
Today, you can go online and get a detailed topographic map of the area you plan to visit––and carry it in a plastic freezer-grade zipper bag. Add to your compass other navigational tools, such as a GPS receiver. At www.earth.Google.com you can see it all from satellite––virtually live!
This category included the need to have a flashlight of some type, and because batteries and bulbs wouldn’t last forever, mother put spares of both in a little sealed plastic bag. Today, technology has made it much simpler––cheap battery-, solar-, and crank-powered lighting devices, so kerosene and propane are no longer the only lighting choices.
This part was a little bit trickier because it was somewhat more philosophical, but I know it meant being prepared for any emergency. I practiced until I was compass-trained and ready to take the fifty-mile hike. I was also required to learn all the first aid information, up to and including how to cut the X for snakebite treatment. Thank heaven that treatment has been superseded since then!
It is indeed fortunate the Scouting programs put particular emphasis on first aid and emergency treatment. We always carried––and were trained to use––a first-aid kit. Likewise, we were also advised not to be lulled into an attitude of having a false sense of security. Mother was quite clear about staying away from danger instead of flaunting our bravery. Her take on that was a rule of ABC’s she repeated often, Avoid Bravado Constantly! That meant that I should do whatever was prudent to avoid injury or sickness in the first place.
This category was for anything I wanted to take that wasn’t in the proscribed categories previously mentioned––like my genuine silver-plated Duncan yo-yo!…or the latest Marvel comic book… or jacks and marbles––whatever was important for my comfort and pleasure!
This meant caring about the others on the camping trip. This was a quality my mother had in bountiful supply––she really cared about others, constantly on the lookout for someone who needed a lift. Her good neighborpolicy was in full force at all times. She practiced the true spirit of caring about the community at large, the neighbors, and her family.
So, my mother’s instructions sent me scurrying enthusiastically throughout all three floors of the house (including the dark basement where all those veggies grew in Mason jars!), looking for the equipment I needed to impress the older Scouts in the troop. As the seemingly essential items were located, I placed all the pieces of equipment and supplies into little piles on my upper bunk, and then called her for approval. This is where I learned how to choose what is essential, and how to focus on economy, efficiency, and personal well-being. Mother regarded all the gear and paraphernalia I had assembled. I remember her saying quietly, “All that pep without purpose is piffle!” She gently (well, not so gently that I soon forgot!) instructed me to sort all of my stuff into three piles. I was to place in the first pile the items I couldn’t do without, a second pile for stuff I thought I might need, and a third pile for the things I’d like to take with me. After I had arranged my piles as instructed, mother looked at the three piles carefully and made a couple of corrections in my selection. She then told me to return the stuff heaped in the second and third piles to the drawers and closets––and to place in the camp bag only the items in the first pile.
You know, even years later, mother’s words were my guidance when I traveled more than a million miles as an international business traveler. What I eventually learned is that the quality of any trip is being able to do without a great deal of non-elemental stuff.
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December 24, 2014 at 10:12 AM
What a great Mom! The words she used like “piffle” reminds me of my Mom. Great article!
December 24, 2014 at 10:16 AM
All good and well; but include this in your list. There are three things I always take ‘afield’ with me at all times to guard against weather: a light-weight 10×12 foot tarp (with ground anchors and premade Paracord tie downs) and two military poncho liners. I can always make shelter and have a doubled over ground cloth and blanket. The other thing; several 11 hour candles that produce both light and warmth. Two sheet of 24×24 inch of tin foil: one to line a fire pit and the other to reflect heat. One item I learned to appreciate when outdoors near water, to ward of mosquitos I constructed two designs of window screening patterns to seal off my tent structures from insects; I also used 1 inch duct tape to hem the edges – they fold down and are light weight. In the winter I used pre-patterned 10mil plastic to do the same to ward off cold held in place by grommets and Velcro. Old cut down two piece broom handles screw together to make my tent polls (four pieces) and five feet tall when assembled (protect the ground contact point with rubber cane tips; and, on top screw in a 3/8s inch bolt then cut off its head and round off leaving one inch of height. Shelter, light, heat, warmth to insure no matter my situation I have protection in any and all weather conditions. A Whiskey flask with rubbing alcohol insures I can instantly start a fire, when I am in snow territory I oft times take a dozen pieces of charcoal soak them in lighter fluid until completely saturated and then take melted candle wax and coat and seal the charcoal (dip them several times) and carry them in a large zip close sandwich bag. I would sometimes use an old Native American Indian trick using three rocks two aside you fire pit and one stone bridging the two stones aligning your fire; using a small fire or candle to heat the cap rock – very similar idea to your candle and flower pot example. Use a tin foil reflector to directionalize the heat produced into your shelter in your direction.
December 24, 2014 at 4:01 PM
I would sometimes use an old Native American Indian trick using three rocks two aside you fire pit and one stone bridging the two stones aligning your fire; using a small fire or candle to heat the cap rock – very similar idea to your candle and flower pot example.
Sorry you lost me on this one.
December 24, 2014 at 6:27 PM
Thank you for taking the time to share your knowledge!
December 24, 2014 at 10:25 AM
Another survival tip; I use a large white plastic medicine bottle that holds enough [white or wild] rice to feed me for one large meal for eight full days. I also carry assorted flavored bouillon cubes to add a semblance of variety. Water and heat, something to cook in are the only requirements. What I can forage and animals I can find adds to the meal; make sure you have with you restaurant seasoning and condiment packages to add flavor to your meals – love that Hot Taco Bell hot sauce. Include a few jelly/jam little sealed cups, especially orange marmalade as it contains plenty of vitamin C as well as a sweet flavoring for rabbit or squirrel.
Mary Ann Kirby,R.N.
December 24, 2014 at 1:41 PM
I am just like your Mom and have been saying the same things to all family members.I hope they listen and hear at least much if not all of precious instructions.
December 24, 2014 at 7:48 PM
WHAT A GOD MOTHER YOU HAD. MY MOM TOUGHT ME HOW TO COOK AND CLEAN, DO LAUNDRY AND SEW. YES I WAS THE BABY IN THE FAMILY. MY DAD TOUGHT ME HOW TOO SURVIVE IN THE OUTDOORS. I LEARNED HOW TO MAKE A SNARE TO TRAP GAME. HOW TO START A FIRE WITHOUT ANY THING BUT A STICK AND BOW. WE USED DRYED MOSS FOR TENDER. THEN VIETNAM. THANKS DAD. I WOULD NEVER HAD MADE THROUGH NAM WITH OUT ALL THE SURVIAL STUFF MY DAD TOUGHT ME. THERE BOTH NOW WATCHING OVER ME . BE THANKFUL FOR SUCH A GREAT MOM. LIKE ME, MY PARENTS STEARED ME IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION.
December 24, 2014 at 10:17 PM
Great article! Great Mom! Like you, I learned a huge amount from my mom, a Girl Scout leader and family camper. My dad was a true outdoorsman of the fifties, too. He was a skier, hunter, fisherman, camper, pilot. I literally spent most of my waking hours either in school, in sports or outdoors. On weekends and during the summer, I was out in the woods 12 or more hours a day, every day. At 13, I ran my own trap line. At 16, I led my first 70 mile mountain trek. At 19, I began teaching and guiding canoeing trips. At 21, I became a USAF Special Operations Officer. All this happened because of Scouting and a wonderful set of parents that appreciated what a super learning laboratory the outdoors truly is. Thanks mom and dad!
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