My grandsons stranded my wife at a gas station to go partying—until my lesson turned them into model youngsters.
For 43 years, Arnold Bennett lived for his family—working long hours, skipping vacations, and building a stable life with his loving wife, Laura. Together, they raised their children and doted on their twin grandsons, Kyle and Dylan, teaching them the values of love, respect, and hard work.
So when the boys surprised Laura with a birthday trip to Washington, D.C., she was overjoyed. They promised a beautiful weekend to see the cherry blossoms—she just needed to use her car. But what seemed like a thoughtful gift turned into heartbreak.
On the third night, Arnold received a late-night call from a shaken Laura: she’d been abandoned at a gas station. The boys had used her credit card for everything, then driven off while she paid for gas, leaving her alone, cold, and without money or help.
Arnold was furious. He comforted Laura and vowed to teach the boys a lesson. Drawing on his own Boy Scout upbringing, he arranged for a no-phone, back-to-basics weekend at an old camp—designed to humble the boys and remind them what respect truly means.
