Well, that wrong has been righted. There was a Boy Scout troop spending some time at the fort for a period while I was there, based in Philadelphia if their shoulder patches were to be believed. Should they have not been doing such gentle chores as stacking this wood, thus keeping the sacred historic artifact of Fort Mifflin respectfully tidy? No, because they were too busy lounging atop the main gate, loudly trying to remember the words to Queen's "Fat Bottomed Girls." One point for the youth of America.

On an unrelated note, the chimneys above Fort Mifflin's fireplaces are obviously just a straight shot up: Witness the adorable spot of sunlight illuminating the lovely contents of the fireplace.