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Peter would have been 77. Hard to believe it was 20 years ago he passed right after SCI Convention.

Not to get this into a snit fight about whether or not he was a great PH, but suffice it to say he was an engaging and descriptive writer that brought the smell, the feels and the thrill of the African bush to millions. That includes me.

I had the pleasure to have known Peter, and regret the fact that he left the party way too soon. In his curtailed life, he had plenty of adventure and inspired me to have a little of my own. I raise a glass and toast Peter Hathaway Capstick on his birthday. He'd appreciate that! smile


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I always enjoyed his writing. May he rest in peace.


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I've read many of his books over and over again..
One of my favorite lines from his tales about cape buffalo, "the man who was about to die..."


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I read all his books and miss those he didnt get to write.


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He was a wonderful writer. Love to reread his work from time to time.
Like any character so colorful,he has his detractors. They miss the point. The man could and did write wonderfully.

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About half way thru one of his books now! RIP Sir!


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I love the guy's works. He had a special way of blending comedy and tragedy. I could re-read every one of his "Death" titled books. He was a master story teller.

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Happy Birthday Mr. Capstick. smile


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I read every one of his books I could get my hands on as a kid, and loved everyone. He was as close to a hero as I ever had.

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Enjoyed his prose. May he rest in peace.

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I have read nothing of his but no man should die so young.


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Most famous for his hunting stories, but the one I remember most was the time he'd got a fully-automatic, freon powered BB gun. He was in his garden, shooting at dragonflies, imagining he was a WWI machine gunner shooting at biplanes. I laughed so hard I hurt my ribs... grin


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I love PHC's works. And Col. Askins vouched for his PH abilities.

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I have read nothing of his but no man should die so young.


You really should read some of his books. Death in the Long Grass is a great place to start.


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Easily,one of my favorite authors


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Started reading his books when i was a kid..
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As you know, I too had a friendship with Peter and Fiona. Easy to remember his birthday, its the day before my wifes!

I still think about him frequently I see his books in the bookcase every day I walk past them. He is the same age as my dad too!


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It's been a couple of years since I last posted this. It was written by Tink Nathan of Tink's 69 fame. Enjoy.

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As I Remember Capstick
By Tink Nathan


Peter Hathaway Capstick died in Pretoria, South Africa just before midnight on March 13th 1996 from a thrombosis following cardiac triple by-pass surgery. At his request, only his wife Fiona and her sister attended a private cremation ceremony. Fiona scattered Peter’s ashes over the Chobe River in Botswana with elephants and a herd of Cape buffalo in attendance. Peter will now remain a part of the land he loved so much.

Peter was 56.

I first hunted with Peter in the mid 1960’s when he was a student at the University of Virginia. We hunted groundhogs in the springtime between Remington and Scottsville Virginia. I was privileged to meet Peter again, in about 1976 or 1977 when he came up to me at a sporting goods show in Houston, Texas, and introduced himself to me. I had heard of Peter Capstick, and learned his last name for the first time. I had always called him Chapstick, and he never corrected me. He told me he was one of my readers, as I was a contributing editor of Bowhunter Magazine at the time, and he told me he enjoyed bowhunting. We managed to spend some time together and managed to down a few Pearl beers over some enchiladas.

Peter told me of his amazing life, and we kept in touch. It turns out Peter and I had hunted groundhogs in Virginia ten years before. I saw Peter at some outdoor shows and SCI conventions over the years and started communicating with him when I made plans to move to South Africa.

Peter always had time for my calls, and his sage advice was welcome and dead right on target. I guess the best advice he gave me was not to come over to Africa, which I ignored, and came over anyway. Not too many people knew that Peter did some bowhunting in New Jersey, and I think he told me he once nailed a whitetail, sometime in the 1960’s.

Peter attended the University of Virginia, at Charlottesville, and it seems our paths crossed once or twice at Clarks Gun Shop in Remington, Virginia where we rifle hunted groundhogs, and where we first met on a Saturday on a spring day in the mid 1960’s. Peter was buying ammo and looking for a place to hunt groundhogs. I invited Peter and his University buddy to join me for a woodchuck hunt, and went to a farm that we hunted. We sort of lost touch when he graduated, I was getting ready for my first African safari and he was quite envious of my trek to Mozambique. He remembered me clearly, but I could not place him. Peter first came over to Africa in 1968 but spent quite a bit more time here in Africa than I did. Peter also hunted South America and always preferred the jungle and bush to the city and pavement.

After arriving in South Africa, I called Peter. I was a bit nervous about attending the first AGM / annual convention of the Professional Hunters Association of South Africa (PHASA), and asked Peter if I could sit with him. He told me I was always welcome at his table. Being the only two Americans in PHASA who lived here, he showed me the ropes, and apparently enjoyed being my silent mentor. He introduced me to his many friends, and showed me the correct path during the following years.

Early in our homesteading days in Africa, my miniature smooth haired dachshund Meg became ill and was at deaths door from dehydration, tick bite fever and a pinched nerve in her spine. She had become infested with ticks while guarding my wife and her lady client at a waterhole in the lowveldt, during a safari. We had to bring her in for surgery and treatment to a government research facility outside Pretoria, and I called Peter to see if we could stay with him and Fiona. He said he was a bit bored and could stand some company. We had just driven all night with the sick dog, and we had just completed a long safari with clients from France, and were exhausted when we arrived at his villa in Pretoria. Peter and Fiona made us welcome, and the next four days at Peter and Fiona’s were like a vacation in a grand Parisian hotel. They fed us like Kings, and we sometimes snuck out and grabbed a pizza. We shot pool or snooker in his pool room/office, where he wrote his many best sellers, his books and articles. We shot air rifles in the garden, shooting at empty 9mm brass cases. We talked of Africa, the Africa of old, and the new South Africa, and the Africa of tomorrow. He told me his favorite unpublished hunting stories, and I told my stories, and we discussed people he knew, and those we liked and those we did not like. It was strange we had come to the same conclusions independently.

While Peter was a man of Africa, he was still an American, and we talked endlessly about Africa and her wildlife, until he was ready for the sack. Peter liked to retire early, and after he bid us goodnight, I read those books of his that I did not own, and watched his extensive wildlife video collection, and videos of his hunts. He seemed to enjoy my company and was only to willing to sign, and in fact resigned and autographed several of his books he first signed in 1988 in the USA. He was very chuffed that I had purchased the first impression, first edition of his classic Death in the Long Grass. I gave Peter a small gift for putting us up, and putting up with us for almost a week while the dog healed. It was a videotape of my 1987 Elephant and Buffalo bowhunt in the Selous in Tanzania. Peter was fascinated with the video, and asked a hundred questions. After he hit the rewind button, he told me that he was amazed at the quality of the video, and after that it appeared my ratings with the former stockbroker rose 100 points. He then told my wife Donna Rae and I it was the best hunting video he had ever seen. Coming from Peter, it was an important and deeply appreciated compliment.

Peter was by and large a happy man, doing what he liked to do. There were times he gave the appearance of being grouchy, but it may have been due to health concerns. Peter loved people, and truly enjoyed them at times, but he treasured his tranquility and his very private home life. Peter was ever vigilant in his home, and carried his 9mm parabellum pistol from room to room as he moved about his home. He never forgot he was in Africa, and he never let his guard down. He told me the most dangerous animal in all of Africa walked on two legs. I think it was out of concern for his beautiful wife Fifi, as he called her and not so much for his own protection.
Speaking of firearms, he was very pleased that Art Alphin, honcho of A-Square Firearms, named his .470 Capstick after him. Peter was presented the first rifle made, which was a Winchester Model 70, and while I was visiting Peter, he told me he was forced to return his .470 Capstick to the Winchester factory for some minor repairs. There was a minor problem that might have slipped by a dozen professional hunters, but Peter found the glitch and had it corrected.

Peter told me he admired my guts, but not my intelligence, for bringing my lady to Africa at such a bad time, but he understood me. I think. Peter was quite surprised that I survived my first two years living in the remote bushveld of the Soutpansberg Mountains of the far Northern Transvaal of South Africa. Peter felt it was impossible for an American, like me, to become an outfitter and professional hunter in South Africa. Peter pointed out that old Rhodesia was, in many ways more civilized as far as culture, languages and security wise than modern South Africa was. In one of his books, Peter wrote that he had weekly letters from young Americans who aspired to become a professional hunter in Africa. Peter said in print “an American would have a better chance of winning the Victoria Cross than to become a professional hunter in Africa.” He told me with a wide smile “Tink, I think you have won the Victoria Cross and don’t yet know it.” I doubt if he knew that I knew what he was referring to, but I told him I knew the passage and treasured his comments. Peter was always kind and polite.

Peter was a kind man, and a truly caring person. At a hunter’s convention, I introduced him to a young black professional hunter, named Ross, who had been a classmate of mine at professional hunter’s school. As we took our seats, Peter became instantly aware that this young professional hunter had no one to sit with, as most of the tables were reserved or filled. Peter went to Ross, and insisted that Ross dine at his table next to Fiona. All real hunters were welcome at Peter’s table, and Peter was the classic U.V.A. gentleman. The University of Virginia, nicknamed U.V.A., produces gentlemen of the first water. Peter was a perfect gentleman to one and all. Peter was a kind man.

Peter once saved my life and when I thanked him, he made me promise never to mention it, since he didn’t want me to be embarrassed in having to tell the tale. Needless to say, I will always be in Peter’s debt. Peter did things other people would never do. He killed two Cape buffalo with a spear. Once to do it, and once again to prove it wasn’t a fluke. Peter had a dream from the time he was a small boy, and that was to go over to Africa to live. Peter lived out his dream, or was it his dream? Peter lived a life of adventure, then took the time to commit to his stories, and the stories of Africa, past and present, to the printed page. He was the world’s best storyteller.

Peter heard the stories we all do in Africa, but he captured them, edited, and polished them, and preserved them forever. Peter wrote twelve books, and sold more than any other hunting author in history. He made and appeared in many videos, so those who had never met him could someday see him on the small screen. Peter wrote stories for the French magazine FIRE, and for the leading South African hunting journal MAGNUM, as well as OUT THERE. It is said that Peter brought more hunters and people to Africa, though his works, than any other person. Peter not only wrote about Africa, but he lived Africa. Only someone who comes from far away can appreciate Africa. He spoke often about the people that were lucky enough to be born here and to live here a lifetime, seldom, if ever, appreciated in Africa. Peter did.

Writers and readers far more skilled than I, will discuss Capstick’s works well into the next century. However it was my wife that noticed his writing style, and pointed out to me that each paragraph told a story and his colorful writings jumped of the pages and bit deep into your soul when reading his work for the first time. A close friend told me that Peter was aware of some coronary circulatory problems as far back as two years, but avoided the confrontation with the cardiologist. I tracked his 1996 medical progress through a source outside of Fiona, and was relieved to hear the heart operation went well on March 5th, 1996. I sent him a get-well card that I am sure he never saw. Fiona told me that she had taken it to the hospital and that he really enjoyed hearing from me.

On Friday March 15th, I got the call about Peter’s death. I could not believe that Peter had left us. I could not accept that someone who was so vibrant and dynamic and full of life was gone. As I write this in April 1996, I am not yet over the shock. On March 16th, I wrote a letter and faxed it to some of the hunters and friends across the world that knew and loved Peter. It wasn’t much, but it was all I could think of at the time. I have the original folded and tucked away in one of his books that he had signed for me. It said something like this. Peter Hathaway Capstick passed away etc. Today Peter is on a hot spoor of a mighty black bull, in a land of dagga boy buffaloes, in a valley with massive elephants with thick tusks, and clever cats. Tonight Peter shares a small gleaming campfire with hunters from another time, such as Selous, Taylor, Bell, Harris and others. Peter was truly a son of Africa. Our prayers and thoughts go out to his devoted and beloved wife and soul mate, Fiona.

Peter was a giant of a man, with a heart as big as Africa, yet strong and straight as a new arrow. With out a doubt, Peter was one of the finest, if not the finest writer of our age. A man who turned his back on fortune, the family Hathaway shirt business, and went of into the jungles of Viet Nam to fight in freedoms name as a green beret officer, an American special forces soldier, and to Africa to fulfill a child’s dream. Peter, you did it all so bloody well too. You never got a client killed, you never got tossed in jail and you never stepped on a mamba. You lived your life, every second’s worth to THE MAX, and you were a gentleman the whole time. You were a man’s man, a man that women lionized, and you did America proud. You showed Africa just what could do when the chips were down. You took care of your clients, and hunted like a sportsman, with ethics and true responsibility.

There isn’t a good way to go out of this world, and while we both know you would have liked to go out in a tangle with a bull elephant, at least you were spared a long lingering struggle with a slow painful disease, and months of incarceration in a sterile, somber place of men in white suits, plastic pipes, needles and tanks of air. Hell Peter, you went out fighting. I choose to remember Peter as the well tanned, highly irrelevant, very witty and very funny guy who did his own thing, and didn’t “give a rats ass” about what other people thought. Peter had forgotten more about hunting than most people will ever learn. He loved African wildlife, and yet took endless delight in raising Koi, the oriental goldfish like creatures. He loved rifles, and all that go with them, yet he hunted with a bow and a spear, and loved all of nature, the good, the not so good, and the ugly.

Peter was one of the few truly happy people I have ever known. Peter was a hunter, and then a writer. Peter was a living legend in his own time, yet he was humble, simple and down to earth, a regular guy. Peter was a really nice guy, a super person, and I was fortunate to have had Peter as my friend. We will miss Peter.

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Thank you.


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Originally Posted by tex_n_cal
Most famous for his hunting stories, but the one I remember most was the time he'd got a fully-automatic, freon powered BB gun. He was in his garden, shooting at dragonflies, imagining he was a WWI machine gunner shooting at biplanes. I laughed so hard I hurt my ribs... grin


I think it was in "Death in the Long Grass", story about a black mamba in the outhouse, I think he used a .470 on it, then burned it down, snake still got away. I still smile when I recall that one.

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For those not fortunate enough to have read it, a black mamba had been spotted in the biffy. A cautious look revealed that the only place it could be was in the latrine hole. As he wrote it: "Sneaking up to the toilet seat, I pushed the muzzles of the double-barreled shotgun up to the edge and levered them downward. There was no movement. In a flash I leaned over the seat and pulled off both barrels, one after the other, straight down the drop-hole. The secondary results were not unlike dynamiting a septic tank while sitting on it, and I certainly got a solid dose of the basic contents of the hole. After, as the British say, purging myself, I managed a cold shower from last night's water, shouting to my understandably confused staff (who might have been wondering what the bwana was doing blowing up the crapper) to keep an eye out for the snake until I was no longer hors de combat from my sneak raid on the can."


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Peter....A man who turned his back on fortune, the family Hathaway shirt business, and went of into the jungles of Viet Nam to fight
in freedoms name as a green beret officer, an American special forces soldier,


P.H.C. was a SFGB officer ?...what rank and what period did he serve in Nam?


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Peter did things other people would never do. He killed two Cape buffalo with a spear.
Once to do it, and once again to prove it wasn’t a fluke.


What other people would never do?
African natives had been killing herds of buffalo with soft iron spears for generations already, well before Capstick was even born.



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I could not believe that Peter had left us. I could not accept that someone who was so vibrant and dynamic and full of life was gone.


From given accounts, he was no longer the vibrant,dynamic or full of life person as claimed.
For someone who spent his life severely abusing himself through alcohol, its not hard to believe he might just die at 56.


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and while we both know you would have liked to go out in a tangle with a bull elephant..


Possible to achieve that, but PHC preferred directing his fate through the bottle rather than sober against a bull better than he.

Id rather accept PHC real life warts and all, than some posthumous superficially embellished version of him.


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You were a man’s man, a man that women lionized, and you did America proud. You showed Africa just what could do when the chips were down.
You took care of your clients, and hunted like a sportsman, with ethics and true responsibility.


If I may quote Allen Day:
"In 1995, when I first hunted in Tanzania, we had a Emmy Award winning video cameraman with us. He was hired him for the full season to film hunts,
and as it turns out, this man was also one of the video photographers who filmed Peter Capstick's African hunting series of videos.

In a nutshell, he told me, under no uncertain terms, that Capstick was a physical wreck and a chronic alcoholic who had the DTs so bad that they had to
prop him up with beer or two at the start of every morning, and that Capstick fumbled around in the bush, and did not demonstrate anything that would
even remotely demonstrate familiarity, expertise or competence."


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There is ample evidence that Peter Capstick worked as a professional hunter in Africa. There are photos of his PH license, and entries in the SCI record book listing him as PH for elephant and other game.

What's more, the outfitters he worked for in Africa have said only good things about him. In South America, those who worked with Peter on jaguar hunts said he was the "real thing."

I knew Peter and was among the first to compare him in print with Ruark and Hemingway and their shared ability to bring Africa to life for those who have not seen her.

He should not be judged by the last years of his life, when his alcoholism took over. As others who also know Fiona will tell you, she would have nothing to do with a phony.

Bill Quimby

Incidentally, according to Fiona, Peter was not related to the Hathaways who made shirts.

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Thanks for including that Bill.

I know that you were well acquainted with Peter and many other even more "colorful" characters that were SCI regulars back when SCI was smaller and you could find almost every PH by 5:30 every day bellied up to the long bar at the MGM Reno when the show still fit there. The bar was close enough to the gaming floor that the Rooianeks would just reach over the rail an plop some cash down on a roulette number and go back to drink and conversation. If they won, the croupier would reach over and nudge them with their stick to give the winnings. Can you imagine that today?

Again, I don't want to be anything more than a best wishes to a departed friend and darn good storyteller.


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Hatari. It's probably safe to say Peter would thank you for remembering his birthday if he were with us.

You are correct. I was fortunate to have known or met a great many interesting outfitters, PHs and guides and serious hunters who later became legends in the world of international big game hunting.

Sadly, only a few of the greatest are with us today.

As for Peter, he might not have been the greatest PH to ever work in Africa, but there is no doubt that he worked for a while as a professional hunter.

More importantly, he was the greatest adventure author of the last half of the 20th century. Despite his eccentricity and alcoholism, he does not deserve to be slandered as lesser folk have done.

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He started his hunting career with Geoff Broom, I believe. He helped a world of people broaden their horizons for sure. I as a country boy from Texas never thought I would hunt Africa. I have been a half dozen times and hopefully will return again. That is what he did through his writing for a lot of people.
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o have 24 of Capstick's books. 12 first editions and 12 readers. and let me tell you they are read.
to those that disparage PHC, lets see/hear your stories and experience's .
Peter Capstick without a doubt is my favorite outdoor author.
and 56 was way to young.


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I used to clip newspaper accounts of human/animal encounters and send them to him. Either he or his wife would very graciously respond with a postcard.


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I've probably read "Death in the Long Grass" five or six times. I was once in some long grass with Lion making soft growls all around and all I could think of was the title of that book.


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For all fans that wished they'd had the chance to share an African Campfire with Peter, Ken Wilson of SPortman on Film recorded one of their evenings in the bush. It's just like being there. Enjoy!



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Anyone have any evidence of Capstick being a Green Beret Officer?

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Originally Posted by tex_n_cal
Most famous for his hunting stories, but the one I remember most was the time he'd got a fully-automatic, freon powered BB gun. He was in his garden, shooting at dragonflies, imagining he was a WWI machine gunner shooting at biplanes. I laughed so hard I hurt my ribs... grin


I remember that story. It was amusing...and illustrative.

I've never said he couldn't write and he was a good companion in camp with a sundowner or two. But that's about all I have to say.


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Originally Posted by BWalker
Anyone have any evidence of Capstick being a Green Beret Officer?


You're kidding, right?


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Originally Posted by TexasMark
He started his hunting career with Geoff Broom, I believe. He helped a world of people broaden their horizons for sure. I as a country boy from Texas never thought I would hunt Africa. I have been a half dozen times and hopefully will return again. That is what he did through his writing for a lot of people.
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He started his hunting career in Argentina.


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Originally Posted by TexasMark
He started his hunting career with Geoff Broom, I believe. He helped a world of people broaden their horizons for sure. I as a country boy from Texas never thought I would hunt Africa. I have been a half dozen times and hopefully will return again. That is what he did through his writing for a lot of people.
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He started his hunting career in Argentina.


Griz!

You are correct. For those that don't know, Griz encountered a very green PHC in his formative African years.


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Anyone have any evidence of Capstick being a Green Beret Officer?



No, I've never heard that and never read anything that suggests that. If he had, that certaily would have been mentioned in his writings. He worked on Wall Street, got a gig with Winchester, went to South America to work with an outfit that did jaguar hunts, and then through connections, got over to Africa.


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Ive read most of his books and found them very entertaining. The man could write. My brother doesn't like to hunt, he's in to handguns and AR's, seeing how much equipment you can attach to an AR and then shooting at a range. He picked up Death in the Long Grass at my house once and read it in two days. The man could write.

I've read quite a bit of stuff from Peter's detractors. I also have no way of separating fact from fiction. The leather suit for going after leopard seemed somewhat outre to me.

Be that as it may it's disappointing someone has to dishonor a person on the anniversary of their death. There are people like that on every forum though. I doubt it's fun to live life with that kind of attitude.


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