Wife and I went to one of my least favorite events tonight, a funeral visitation.
It was for a friend who we both knew before we got married.
Looking back on the years we spent camping and shooting muzzleloaders together. The hours spent traveling to hunting spots hours away. The first turkey I shot called in by him. Outside of my father I spent more time with him hunting than anyone else.
Little things come back like the time he got some buckskin leggings with "spirits" on them. He got razzed because they looked like sperm.
You are not forgotten Ron.
It was for a friend who we both knew before we got married.
Looking back on the years we spent camping and shooting muzzleloaders together. The hours spent traveling to hunting spots hours away. The first turkey I shot called in by him. Outside of my father I spent more time with him hunting than anyone else.
Little things come back like the time he got some buckskin leggings with "spirits" on them. He got razzed because they looked like sperm.
You are not forgotten Ron.