my outfitter always appreciated the fact that I could make more $$ in town running my biz than I could working for him.
some of the poor gents I worked alongside, counted on the cash they earned from guiding to get them through the winter.
don't know why he insisted upon paying me at the top of the pay scale, but I appreciated why he thought I was worth it to his outfit.
I'm pretty certain when we sing our anthem and mention the land of the free, the original intent didn't mean cell phones, food stamps and birth control.
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