Ray, a student at the University of Michigan and a product of this troop, is a new Assistant Scoutmaster and quickly learning the ways of old age and treachery. When he isn't studying political "science" or some other useless discipline at the School of "LS+Play," he loves to play midnight frisbee in the Diag, play music (trumpet+drums), and work to redesign the public education system in America. Ray also loves Coca-Cola, Reeses, and sleep.
Earl is the Troop 8 God of weather and all things outdoors. His name is mainly invoked in prayers of supplication and frustration, as the rainstorm turns to a sleet storm and then to marble-sized hail. Just as with Abraham, Moses, and Elijah, the truly saintly outdoorsmen in the troop will occasionally be heard arguing with Earl about his determination to wreak havoc and destruction, or complaining about the ridiculous tasks and weather which have been assigned to their lot. For mere mortals and tenderfeet, we strongly suggest that you not ever attempt to argue with Earl.