I remember the day like it was yesterday.
I passed the lake doing 105mph to the feed yard.
I was supposed to be with him that day but was nursing a bad bee sting in my nose (yeah, was hard to breathe)
I carry a lot of pain from that day.
Damn, I miss him.
Steve, ya know...now that I'm thinking about it. The last time I hunted the valley was the day before Joel passed away. Man, been a minute. 9 years. Damn.
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