accuratereloading.com

Busheler.

Wildcat forum and others.

Pretty funny..

he already got the boot
busheler gets the ban stick at AR

Bunch of whining sore pu$$ies on AR. TFF

They have quite the brain trust on that site.

Gotta love a swift intervention....


He won't be a problem any longer. At least under that user name, email address and IP.

Wink

That's the best I can offer.


Don

What a bunch of [bleep].

"He made me use a bad word." Fuggin little beotch.

That boy is rough around the edges. Entertaining though.

He's been known to shoot a round or two as well..

Laughin' on this end...surprised AR hasn't imploded from it's own insanity.

Some of those guys on AR are such puzzies that it's hilarious. What's even funnier, is that 90% of them probably post here too.

Is that like where you have your brain pulled out and "cryoed" ?

....stored away somewhere safe,......nowhere's near where you live ?

They sure read like a bunch of gazoonies.

GTC

I never had a single issue with Stick when he was here. Of course, I never challenged him in a pizzing match, either. I know my limitations.

That said, I think Stick is one of the funniest, laugh-out-loud, insult artists I've come across on the entire Web.



I mean that's funny, right there, and that's him being clean.

- Tom

I post on both,all the time.

They are a pretty thin skinned bunch over there....still passin' out Band-aids and bactine I'd bet....

'Stick could have held his own with any of 'em in matters concerning hunting , rifles , reloading , and such .

Apparently he could best 'em at insults and such .

He'll wear his "booting" as a badge of honor I imagine .

Wasn't always thataway .

I bet the Band-Aids have pretty flowers on them.

Close...

Whatever. I'm just glad he's gone from here. He was an arrogant Pr7ck, to be kind.

Why all the "insults and such"
I see a lot of that here, any questioning or disagreement with some members is met with vicious insults and personal attacks.
This seems to be a favorite hobby of a select few, and they appear to always be waiting for a chance to jump.
Big Sticks legacy remains with a few I guess.

What handle did you go by before where Big Stick was mean to you?

I'm just glad you don't post more often........

Truth hurts?

I went by the handle Calvin.

And I'm glad they've put a restriction on the reproduction rate in GA.

Fess up dude.. Who did you go by previously?

Fess up,

Maser or Lee24? Not quite JObama's style........

Framis?

I think you nailed it

Based on his previous posts, he sure must have gotten slapped around by Stick a bunch..

What he posted previously..

How do you keep simple minds occupied?? That was my handle, and maybe I should use it again. It seems to be working.

I can't imagine guys talking to each other in person the way some of them do on here nowadays .

And my "imaginer" works pretty good , so I'm bettin' that they don't talk that way in person .

'Stick was not a smartass back when the 'fire was first lit . He WAS the resident guru on rifle matters . He posted from his own experiences and YMMV was his sig line .

I never knew him to be unkind when sharing his experiences and knowledge of rifles , scopes , and reloading .

There is no question but that he enjoyed the attention he got and - since there is no satisfying the human ego - when insults and putdowns got him more attention , he drifted that way .

I'm told I've made some "ignore lists" on here but I never had a cross word with Big Stick .

The guy can hunt and he can shoot . If the conversations had stayed about THAT , he would still be here and the 'fire would be better for it .

It's obvious you are embarrassed by your former self. Oh well, it's not like you're off to a good start with your new handle. 3rd time could be a charm?

I can't disagree with anything you've said. he was very knowledgeable. problem is, when people aren't interested in LEARNING, just stirring the pot.

Big Stick is gone. Wipe your chin and move on.

not really. He just could not abide dick heads.............

This isn't about Big Stick. It's about you..

Blaine?

Well, if you can't move on, at least wipe your chin.

Best guess so far . IMHO .

i have not figured out how or why he was banned here
thicker skin is in order i guess, but considering some of the posts here his are relitively calm

Why resort to gay insults? You b!tch about Big Stick and go into the "wipe your chin" routine? How are you any better than Big Stick?

Ok, big people have better things to do now..bye.

Sometimes that sore pu$$y takes a long time to heal.

It was some racial stuff that went waaaaay too far - even for me - and he backed Rick in a corner where he had no choice but to send him down the road .

Must be really sore.

NAHunter
Member

Registered: 08/03/09
Posts: 75
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Been here less than a year and picking fights to support someone who has been gone for several years.
yeah, makes some kind of sense I guess

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Apology to NA Hunter. I got confused as to who said what.
I was thinking you were on the BS support side.

Tell you're Sister Hi from me..... :>)

Amazing, even a thread about stick becomes a mess. Who'da thought?

That is an understatement. His bigotry went beyond the pale and Rick did the right thing. jorge

I doubt he was really even bigoted . Wasn't even mentioned for years and thousands of posts . Just as I doubt he was quite the atheist he claimed to be .

Those positions got him attention and he " rode 'em til they quit buckin' .

Moved post down the list to get back in line

He's clueless either way.

AR is moderated by a bunch of guys who supported Obama,so it doesn't suprise me that they got their butt hurt by Larry in about 0.25 second.

Larry knows his stuff.His problem is that for every helpful post,there's two where he just chits all over someone for no reason.Tearing a guy to shreds because he chooses to run a Mauser instead of a Remington or a 26 inch tube instead of a 23 doesn't endure you to a lot of people.Instead of presenting a reasoned argument about why something is better,he just says "Your stuff sucks" and leaves it at that,with no explanation.

Brian.

You know what's funnier?I see that Boss Hoss is floating around over there.......

Brian.

Get 'em Don!



Casey

Regardless, Stick would be proud of this thread..........


Casey

Really?It probably wouldn't even rate a blip on his radar.He'd be too busy telling someone what a dumb [bleep] they are for owning a 1-14 twist 22-250.

Brian.

Nah, he's not even a member here any more and he can still provoke small schit storms........hilarious...

Stick is probably chuckling right now.......


Casey

He still has a fan club,apparantly.For God's sake,there's still two or three guys on here that try to write like him.

Brian.

Damn. He hung some hella good pics, as usual, in at least one of those threads & had plenty of feesh rising to the chum......

Is that place still run by a terrorist sympathizer? Felt kinda dirty even opening up a thread there.

No. He'll say something like "bummer" about it being 1-14.. Then, the owner of the rifle will get all butt hurt and start talking out of his ass. Then Stick will call him a dumb [bleep].

As much as you have been mocked by Stick for talking out of your ass, I'm a bit surprised you aren't a little more bitter.

Nawww. A couple of sandy 'ginas ginned up some manufactured outrage, played cryin' bitch politics & Rick did what he felt he had to. If you look who won & who lost in that mess, it's pretty clear here , every day, the long term cost.

It's the internet.

I find this all quite hilarious,to be honest.I'm sure Larry and I would get along just fine in the "real world".

My only real beef with Larry was that it was his way or the highway.If you didn't hunt with a stainless synthetic Remington,you were an ignorant tool.Anyone who didn't hunt with the same gear he did was an ignorant mouth breather.

He's certainly entitled to his opinion.He knows what works for him,that's for certain.And his knowledge of optics and cameras is second to none.A dude can learn a thing or three just reading some of his back posts here from the early days.There's a lot of solid info there.He's a treasure trove of knowledge.There's no arguing that fact.

Brian.

Rick asked him to tone it down after he posted some pretty far out photos.He then posted another racial comment right after Rick asked him to cut it out,and Rick banned him.That simple.No manufactured outrage,no sandy 'ginas,no nothing.Rick asked him to cut it out,and he didn't,so he banned him.

Brian.

Guy never bothered me any, but on the other hand he knows the trail he chooses, so why the angst when he arrives at his destination?

Telling, isn't it.....

Nobody can Stick like Stick, in form or context, but I guess in Brian's world anyone who dot dot dots is trying to copy him.

Pathetic, really, the cheese and whine that comes from the Stick Hater's Glee Club & Window Licker's Bike Helmet Emporium...........

I think the fact that you and a few others have adopted Larry's style of prose is more telling,but who cares?

And it has nothing to do with ending every other sentence like this......

You could all write like Hemingway for all I care.

Brian.

You care, who are you trying to kid.....

That's all you do when Stick's name surfaces here....cry about how people post, and how bad he was.

Are you sure you're not a [bleep] up chick?

Brian.

You've got my respect for referencing Office Space.

Brian.

Yeah, whatever dude, kissy kissy hug hug....if it'll let you sleep better tonight.

http://www.imdb.com/rg/VIDEO_PLAY/LINK//video/hulu/vi3546349593

gone but not forgotten.....never ceases to amaze me the response that a mere mention of the dear departed will garner on this forum

I hear chuckling from the north

If it's Blaine, he's gone down hill.

Then again, the guy used the same set of aviator wings 3 times in his military banner signature line.

I remember when I first joined and Brother Dave, Steelhead and Big Stick were all in on that child support thread. Had me frikken gut hooked for about 24 pages,I think, before I caught on. Had some hilarious and even kind PM exchanges with him during and immediately thereafter. I really liked the guy and it was unfortunate circumstances compelled what I will simply call business between Bin and Larry.

I wish he'd come back just so I could exact some soul soothing revenge on his ass.

He had a lot he could contribute, but the last I remember of him is him suggesting that Doug from Cameraland was a fraud when Doug came on and helped several people. He kept saying he could "read sign" that Doug was a bad guy. Several people came on and called Big Stick on it, but he had it stuck in his head.

I guess Stick was reading the wrong sign.

I wouldn't mind that either, but I don't think it is in Stick's DNA makeup to last too long anywhere he goes. I think we are all just a form of entertainment.

I think most of us would get pissed if we got kicked off a forum, I think Stick smiles, pours another one, and starts thinking what user name he ought to use next.

LongBob,

I have to mea culpa, I was skeptical of Doug and CameraLand as well when he first showed up.


WTF? says I call and we'll give you a price?????

what kinda BS is THAT?


I was wrong, since then I've bought a couple of cameras and a rangefinder and a few miscellaneous things from Doug and CL.


little snafu with the last order, but they lined it out and kept the communication open.


I'm a whole hearted supporter of CL, great service, especially to campfire members.


it was just a different way to do biz than what I was used to when they showed up, but they are outstanding!

Same here Randy but with no snafus!! Just bought Karen a SLR with big assed zoom lenses for Africa and her biz and she loves it, save for the constant education and trial and error. And, I just got my 1.7x10x42 Swaro scope from them, as well.

They've been my go-to guys and I never won a frikken thing from the guys.

I just bought one of the Minox 15x58's from them, and the deal went very smoothly, and the glass is pretty cool.

Ya, you and me both...

You just might last two rounds this time.

Same,same with Houndgirl. He was wrong there too. miles

There is a big difference between what he was doing and you being skeptical. He had an agenda and it was obvious. I asked him on the thread what his agenda was and why he was saying the stuff he was saying. He just took his position as being superior and his ability to "read sign."

There was plenty of evidence from firsthand experience by several long time posters at 24hour that was all good experience with Doug. Stick had zero firsthand experience, but taking pop shots at a legitimate man's business and way of feeding his family. There aren't too many things an online retailer can fall back on other than their reputation. Stick was taking shots at Doug's reputation without any reason to do so.

I appreciate you coming here and claiming the Mea Culpa which reinforces the respect that I have for you. Doug saying that you should give him a call and he will give you a price aligns with a lot of the restrictions that retailers have to deal with. Many manufacturers won't allow them to put ultra low prices in writing in order to keep prices higher. A weak form of price fixing. Doug was pushing the rules in order to get you the best price he could get away with.

It is ironic that I am beating Doug's drum and I haven't bought a single item from him. I tried. It wasn't because I found a better deal elsewhere. It was because he sent me a warranty replacement item for free because he had an extra one in his drawer. I will buy from him for my next purchase if he carries the item I want which I am sure he does.

I was hoping someone else had seen the threads in question about Doug. I didn't see the ones on Houndgirl, but I had heard about them.

The bad thing about this whole deal is that Stick has a tremendous amount to offer if he could just keep his ego in check. He has forgotten more about hunting and shooting than I will ever know. Heck, I think he could out shoot me with both eyes closed and a blank in the chamber.

ive actually sorta ran into this when i worked at a furniture store.....some of the appliance manufacturers told you what you would sell some models for....couldnt sell them for less and if they found out you did they would quit selling them to you....Whirlpool was real bad for it with their front loading washers, atleast they were 9 years ago when i was selling them....

not the exact same thing as what Doug deals with but in the same territory.....

Yeah, he's laffin' 'cuz he knew all along that the 308 was better than the 7-08

Yeah, thought so...

I imagine Larry is doing well, and probably getting a kick out of this thread.
I wish him the best.

Brian.

I may be dis-remembering this , but it seems to me that 'Stick's posts didn't get real caustic until the 'fire had been burning for a few years and all the different forums were added .In fairness , I'll add that there are literally thousands of us on here who never had a cross word with him and I ain't talking about a bunch of shrinking violets .

I think some just rubbed him the wrong way .

It also seems to me that there are still enough put-down artists on here to go around . At least Larry had the saving grace of being funny .

I've bought stuff from Doug and Rickbin and as long as I'm visiting this site I'll still go to them first .

Had an interesting two day runnin' thread with Big Stick/Busheler/Whirlwind on AR. I think he lasted three days. Posted something like three hundred and fifty posts in thirty something hours. Log on and every thread under any topic ended with one of his posts. He got banned Saturday after three hundered and fifty or so posts. Came back today with a new handle and made 75 or so posts before he got into it with the forum moderator and got banned again.
I wished him well in a pm before he left. If you see him, tell him I still have 39,500 pix he hasn't seen yet, and you can forward this to him..................

Whirlwind,

Well,
maybe if you'd called yourself Typhoon Timmie, or Hurricane Horatio, you could have stuck around longer than a whirlwind.

Well, Se la vie!

Shame you couldn't have stuck around a little longer, I still have at least 39,950 pix at least on this hard drive left.
Not to sound maudlin, but here are couple of parting shots in your honor. Not your style, but quien sabe!

















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a few more for a coda!













and last but not least........

[img]http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e129/glenn1221/DSC02331.jpg[/img]

how sweet it is to be the last man standing!
Best
GWB

You and 'Stick ain't likely to ever flange up and make a union seein' as how your scopes don't have a gold ring on the front !

Those are some fine rifles and trophies geedubya,but Larry can't abide any of it because you aren't rocking stainless Remingtons and Leupolds. (grin)

Brian.

prolly about 30 of sixty have a pretty wide gold ring!
Best
GWB

geedubya,

He hangs out at www.asrealasitgets.net

You should go say hi to him. (damn, I need some beer for this)

Brian,
He was stroking the keys so fast trying to keep postin' new pix at me and talk [bleep] on thirty other threads at the same time, that he didn't hardly have time to make fun of my blue steel and wood, with just a little stainless thrown in for good measure.
best
GWB

This rifle would give Larry the vapors.

Brian.

Larry posts at warp speed now that he runs a Mac. But he still does all his typing with one finger...incredible.

Calvin,

I'll do it. I told him to mark trail, but I guess he got the ban stick before he could do so.
I think he'll get a kick outta me trackin' him down and pushin' some more pix of our ear tagged, corn fed Texas piggies and deer and tame game. And as you can see, Texas hill country sunsets aren't for [bleep].
Hell I still got at least 40 rifles he ain't seen yet.
GWB

Give me 15 minutes for a beer run?

Were you bored this evening Calvin?

Nothing good on TV..

That'll work. Better catch him before he goes back to the slope.

Calvin,
Registered, got the confirmation e-mail, but no dice on logging in. May have to wait and try again. Sorry for the false alarm.
Best
GWB

Eleven pages of High School and counting........Grow up and get over yourselves.

MYOB Don't like it, don't read it.

Griz,
seems like I saw your moniker at ARAIG. If you run into "Stick"
tell him I'll catch him as soon as I get registered, if he doesn't get banned first.
Best
GWB

Troll...

I'll not be a party to this conspiracy hatched by you and Calvin.

I will, however, look forward with great anticipation to your proposed assault. Be gentle.

I got bored about halfway through but still feel strangely compelled to comment. 'stick was a dickweasel of the first order and I'm glad Ric banned him.

And here he is, still stirrin' the pot in absentia.

Not a bad epitaph!

Gotta log in twice. 2nd time will open the lock.


Quitters, sheesh.....

A third conspirator!

Who don't like a little show now and then?

Powder River, let her buck.

How much does it cost to join his fan club?

Do you get a hat or a minature stick with your membership?

Take the hat,John. You don't need another miniature stick!

dickweasel....now there's an interesting term....

maddog

Public forum last I checked. Perhaps this love note about the stick should have been by e-mail.

As much as he'd like to think he can read sign, he ain't that good at it. I remember him supposedly "reading sign" on another thread and he was way off base with it and never admitted up to it. Nowadays it seems that all he does is go to other websites and start [bleep] with it's members like it's some kind of game.

Dude sure as hell know's his rifles and such but communicating with people, not so much.

He' just doing what he can to remain as leader of his little pack.
Since he is no longer is considered all knowing, he leads by being all nasty.
A small group of wannabees are impressed, and it gets him attention

"A small group of wannabees are impressed, and it gets him attention"

Disgusting isn't it? All these ass-lickers on here......

I wouldn't call them that, most are OK people.
They are just trying to be part of an exclusive group inside the board. Little private club type thing.
Looking down on the "little people" on the outside.

It's like that on every forum. You have your little cultish groups lead by some insecure mostly misinformed blow hard. Not saying "Big Stick" was ignorant or didn't know his stuff but that doesn't give any one the right to attack someone who doesn't agree. Perhaps he and his clan of followers should gather together and have a group session with Dr. Phil and talk about their mommy and daddy problems. Let's face it, a guy who has a monicker of "Big Stick" obviously has some self confidence issues. Doesn't get more basic Freudian than that.

The guy did know rifles and shooting. Was he ego driven and super rough around the edges..YES. Did he amuse as many people as he offended? YES. Did he suck many into his little world and tee off on them? YES. Some just gotta learn that if you pour gas on the fire it is gonna get bigger and hotter. I was always amused at his posts and even more amused how many people would get into a blind stupid lather. YMMV..haha

I just wanted to ring the doorbell, step back and watch.
You just lobbed a stinkbomb into the clubhouse.
It's gonna get busy now.

Or not.

He has.

No one with his ego intact needs to toot his own horn that way.

Flame on.

Wow....50k posts in 5 years.....you must be a pro at this......you sure told me.

Naw, just hate azzhats that call folk obscene names without even knowing them..........go piss up a rope

Ah yes, I'm sure they will be lining up and sounding off hailing their support for their leader. It will just prove the point that he is what he has been labeled. Next we will have loads of pictures posted from their "My Space" accounts and all sorts of pseudo swearing. I just hope they don't choke too hard on the bait as it is the off season and I need a little entertainment on my days off.

That seems to be a pretty accurate assessment.

Wow, obscene huh? Your messiah must have made you blush on a daily basis if you thought what I said was obscene.

Larry is far from my messiah, but ya'll just want to drag his name in the mud, fer craps sake, let dead dogs lie............if'n you can. You don't know me, nor folks that I call friend, tis my right to defend as such, and have proven yerself to be nothing but another troll!

Funny coming from a guy so full of himself..

Dux, ever heard the saying, " Never argue with a man who buys ink by the barrel"?
In a more modern sense, Les buys it by the tank car.

See, those that have met me, know me.

Fortunately, most are able to overlook the obvious limitations.

Hey dammit!

You're mean!


That probably went over duxie's head too.

How are all of you professional posters able to sneak booze into the library computer room? Do tell.....

Here's the thing I find funny, Stick's MO hasn't changed in awhile. He's still the same guy he was when I first came across him at ARAIG. He's really knowledgable and is willing to field any question someone might ask. It's just funny that people still get worked up by him. It's not like they don't know the outcome. He is funny as hell, but I think anyone (including Stick) will agree that he can be an azzhole. I don't mean that in a derogitory way either, that's just who he his. Stick's alright in my book.

It seems like some people's personal quest to prove the guy wrong. You know he's never going to admit it, so why try. The big difference between Stick and the people that hate him, is the smile probably never left his face during the whole exchange where-as the opposing person needed a new perscription for blood pressure medication.

...and maybe he's an A-hole merely to elicit the predictable response.

Kinda like a psychological case study!

Always been helpful and gone out of his way to get info if he (gasp) didn't know it. YMMV. pun there........

I have never had an issue and from what I've read of his finer work he is knowledgeable at what he does. Perhaps some patience would serve him well with maintaining his memberships. Unfortunately the written word shows no inflection in voice and offends easily. I do find it entertaining how his crew is so quick to take offense and fly of the handle though. I do get a good laugh at their antics when someone gives them a good poke. Call it trolling or whatever, I call it funny.

Its not bragging if you got the pictures.

The whole rest of this thread aside, that's the funniest thing I've read in a long time!

Best line about your hero, from another forum where he shat for a day after the toilet clogged here:

"Busheler is in that honeymoon period between losing his job and having his internet access turned off".

That is a great analogy. I've been known for a few stink bombs of a different sort at deer camp

in the context of the thread topic....
"figgers u drive swaro"

They're all good folks and would bend over backwards to help out anyone here. I've seen it happen more than a few times.

Brian.

one of my wifes favorite sayings.......granted she is a newspaper owner/publisher

Hated to see Greenhorn get chased away from ARAIG. Always enjoyed his banter with stick.

TFF.

BMT

Why anyone would want to chase him away at all puzzles me.That guy is a hoot and posts some of the best hunting pictures I've ever seen.

Brian.

Most of you take the internet waaaay to seriously. You guys need to hunt/fish more, and worry a whole let less about Big Stick.

Dooood . . . .

Post your load!

READ SIGN-------he can't even read the newspaper,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,dumb azz.

I'm getting ready to spend 36 days chasing blacktails with a handgun.Larry's internet antics aren't real high on my list of priorities at the moment.

Brian.

just your internet priorities?

Not even those.

Brian.

Can't let a Big Stick thread end without doing the paperwork.

What kind of handgun Brian?

In deference to Bigstick you want to keep the chambers empty until you get ready to shoot !

My main rig will be an XP-100 7mm BR with a Leupold 2.5-8x. Backup rigs are a Pachmayr Dominator 30/30 with a Nikon 2x and a S&W 29 Classic with a Leupold 2x.Will probably tote the XP 95% of the time though.

Brian.

GH just decided to leave. i'd have preferred he didn't.

That's a shame.People get cross sometimes.Don't know where he hangs his hat now,but I always enjoyed what he had to offer when I ran across his posts here and there online.

Brian.

He posts around here now and then, usually in the game forums. He takes some great animals but more importantly, has a good time doing it. Still hung up on cheap beer however.

Please tell me he's not drinking Buttwhiper.......

Brian.

GH?

Greenhorn.

Brian.

tried registering at AS REAL AS IT GETS but when i get email and click the link i get this message. We were unable to find the account to verify. If this account was registered over 24 hours ago then you will need to re-register, as it has been deleted. Otherwise, please check your confirmation email and make sure you followed the link correctly. ???

I wouldn't even think of going there until Brother Dave's last kid is 18.

That's funny because there recently was an "Isaac" who registered there, but it's obviously not you. Don't ask me how it's obvious.

TTF!

Is someone impersonating me,Griz??

Wow, eight pages wasted on an irreverent, bigoted prick with a mental disorder. Three hundred fifty posts in under a week over on AR just to disrupt and cause hate and discontent. Glad him and a few others of his ilk are gone.

Except we've had entire threads full of racist jokes and not a peep was heard. IIRC the last one about Mexicans. Rick moved it down to the "ask the admin area".

Folks do love to rubberneck at a wreck, don't they?

What does TTF mean?

Too,too funny. He's a professional doctor and photographer so he won't do the unsophisticated other "F" for F***in, like I do!

That would be TFF. Just sayin.

Understand now, TFF!

Read some of that crap on AR. Larry has turned troll. No other
word for him now.

A far cry from the guy whose response to a question about how
water proof such and such model of binocs was. Larry responded
with a pic of said binocs in a bowl of water, and said "I'll let you know in a couple of days." But Larry has become a jerk. Plain as day. And I really hate to say it. Bob

Curiously enough,some folks is imitated oftener than others.

One of the most glaring constants in Life,is them that bitch the most...have done the least.

Never not a treat to allow those compelled,ample slack upon the rope,so as to recount those "deeds". Really no need to connect the dots,that Texans enjoy the greatest ranks per capita,in Bitchtitude.

For them troubled in reading sign,the Leica's have yet to bobble and that isn't because they've set idle(Texas Style)..........

ImitatedOften.....NeverDuplicated.

Can't blame 'em for trying,I'd not wanna curtail their wildest of Dreams...........(grin)

Almost wonder who the new poster is.

Has a familar ring

I can read sign.

I'm getting my popcorn.

Get some beer too...


Ingwe

Its too bad that you are so completely wrong there.....

If it weren't for Stick's urging me to buy a Sako Vixen I'd never of found how much fun a 223AI is....AND its blued, walnut, twisted 1-12, with HIGH Sako rings......

Now to determine if its real Larry or a faux Larry brought about by this thread?

This is just going to get better, isn't it?

Always nice to have copious slack backcoiled and to allow the most brazen to have all they can stand.

It never don't put things in crystalline perspective.........

If not, the best imitation so far.

Welcome back, Larry. This thread wouldn't have lasted another 20 pages without you.

Just wait for the pics. Or profanities. One or the other will give it away.

It's already been given away, nobody writes like that.

NOBODY does.

Pun intended............

Correction, nobody else. And it would be damn near impossible to imitate.

I'm always anxious to roll out the red carpet,to them that fancy an attempt................

Bill throws rocks at the little bastards when they come around. Chases em off right quick. grin

Always the master of the double negative.

I am feeling the need to get me a 25-284 twisted together . . . .

BMT

Good one as puns go.

Har!

Where the 'ell you been, Larry?
This place is(was) starting to get dull!!

Multiple handles violate the Use policy. Just sayin'...

You're in soooooooo far over your head with one,that they need to pump the daylight to you.

Fingers crossed,that you'll now hold your breath and hopefully stomp your feet................

Fingers crossed you won't fug it up this time.

Reality ain't for everyone.............

You've been known to wet a hook. Are ya' chummin' or trollin'?

GWB

Stick around a while

Three hundred and fifty posts in three days isn't trolling, it's a mental disorder. And by the way so is compusively doing this: ..............

WhoreHay,

Being stupid is a plight and few is afflicted any deeper than you.

Congratulations?!!?.............

57 and counting today.

This whole thread is just classic. TFF

I have a feeling it's just gonna keep getting better...

Start speaking of the devil, & he's bound to show up...

Son, you mistake simple assertion for some sort of interest. I don't care who you are or what your exact game is. This is just something in passing because there's not much going on the real forums. I can guarantee you've I've trolled better and smarter folks than you on other sites. Trolling here would be child's play, but I kinda get the impression you ain't smart enough to do it right and that you will be in for a hard fall once it comes to Ric's attention. Sayonara.

[quote=ColeYounger I can guarantee you've I've trolled better and smarter folks than you on other sites. Trolling here would be child's play, Sayonara. [/quote]

You are the man.

Ah, a personal response from the sociopath lumberjack troll. Man, English is my second language but you really need to work on your grammar. You come across as a buffoon, but I guess you and Jethro Bodine were classmates. jorge

I doubt being banned could be considered a "HARDFALL"...but leave it to a confederate to find a tough hike on flat ground.

My guess is we read about this guy in the paper soon......crescendo alcoholism with a pointed tendency to rage and access to a pile o' firearms.....won't be long now.

If any of you are actually friends of BS perhaps you should get him into therapy. Seriously. He obviously has issues that need attention. Ten to one says he offs him self sooner than later.

I, sir, am a lawyer. BS is my stock in trade.

BMT

WOW! Little penis larry responded directly to my post.

I am so honored. He also attacked Jorge, an act that shows mental retardation. What a used condom stick has become. Bob

Aunt Maudie's here.

no kidding. The man loves living and aint about to sit still for death. I'd wager it's not even Stick.

I hope he doesn't drive to the board and shoot us.

LMAO!

I'd rather read BS's stuff than all the RPeeer's dung. I find that those that rip BS have no problem engaging panty wearing Code Pinkers that don't hunt. At least BS knows firearms.

LMAO!

ImitatedOften: Do you like Lapua brass? How about bushing dies? .223AI, ever kill anything with one? What do you think of Mauser (Mouser) rifles?

No more questions.

For someone less "interest",you sure are ticklin' the ivories.

Comprehension ain't your gig,but you've a nice whine..........

WhoreHay,

Your insecurity is well founded...talk nice and I'll throw you in a backpack and take you for a ride off the pavement.

It'd be a first for you...thank me later,for your change in scenery..........

Were I to "attack" WhoreHay,I'd of mailed him a mirror..............

I'm thinking Dux is doing good,to keep even one of her oars wet.

Mebbe she'll get lippy?!!?.........

You owe me 50$.

Indeed.

You take me off the pavement??? I've seen what you look like and if you were a foot taller you'd be round and I don't do CPR...jorge

Well, at least Stick will drive the women folk away from here.

If we are real lucky he'll destroy the pagan libtards who don't even own a rifle and suck up my bandwidth with political banter.

WhoreHay,

Hang a pic and I'll top it.

Laffin' at you..............(still)

Yea, those driven deer pics are impressive. Hummmmm....50 guys on 250 acres.

Why would they even TRY,is well beyond me...though I certainly welcome all attempts............

Figured you might need his help one day as he's also a "guide" in AK.....

Admittedly,I've a soft spot for "Guides".............

10,000 posts per year and most of them simply ranting bullshit.
I don't know if mental illness is really the term, but sociopath is certainly a moniker that suits you. Writing "[bleep]" on a rifle stock is a clear indicator your bubble isn't exactly plumb.

Someone must've upgraded to circle hooks and crimps.

Well now.

It's sometimes more fun watching a bout than actually being one tossing haymakers, I've learned. Took a couple years, but there it is.

Brian.

if BS is here,ask him why has such ugly rings and bases on his remchester.

ROR

Is BS holding back or has the poison reduced potency with age.
I expected more, this is hardly entertaining.

Rollin' here....

No sale, but y'all go on and have at it to your hearts' content. Who am I to try to get between everyone's fun? Every man has to have his heroes, after all.

I've seen your posts here for a good 6 years and I am of the belief that you might could have a future in talk radio. You've played the message boards for all they're worth both constructive and destructive, and have gotten you as far as you can go, since every admin continues to ban you.

After all these years of reading your posts, it has become obvious that roughly 50% want to kill you, and the other 50% want you balls deep in their mouth which makes for the perfect makings of becoming the next Howard Stern, but with a core audience aimed at primarly the hunting/outdoors community.

Contraversy sells, and you've the game. There has got to be a market for a man with your knowledge and skills, who's also a quick witted comedian assshole all rolled into one. Satalite radio - Go find that gig.

I'm sure it will get better after a liquor run.

Why is a guy who has been banned allowed to return with a different moniker?
Just asking.

If we're lucky Oldman1942 will be back soon too.

BS is an asset;, those that can't take the heat should get outta the kitchen.

OM 1942 is/was a [bleep]' idiot that didn't know his azz from a hole in the ground, & I just totally ignored anything he had to say so it didn't really bother me personally.

MM

He's just a shell, years ago he wouldn't have been caught dry.

"After all these years of reading your posts, it has become obvious that roughly 50% want to kill you, and the other 50% want you balls deep in their mouth"

That's pretty accurate. He has a lot support of here.

I still contend there are mental/substance abuse issues. Will sit back and watch the coming implosion.

well thanks pete.But.....
Your not quite as smart as you think you are.
Ive never been banned anywhere. Maybe your talking to someone else.

fluffy, the header response implies I was talking to you, yes, but I was talking to stick.

Ah,hell.I thought we was going start up a new queens /fudge packer war.

Your ideas are intriguing to me,and I wish to subscribe to your newsletter.

Brian.

H'mmm.

Someone's messing with you guys and it isn't BS.

Oh? Who dat?

WhoreHay,

It really cracks me up,how all of your shortcomings are someone else's "fault". You pavement pounding do-nothin's,are a neverending source of sublime humor and I for one...MUCH appreciate it!

Just for you................

An hour every Friday Night on HBO,would be good for Society...........

WTF? That ain't Stick. Sheeeet, I'm gonna go look at porn.

Nope, but that rifle looks familiar.

Where you suppose you have seen that rifle? It ain't Sticks and these posts ain't from him.

That young man is Sticks' "significant other". Saw them on U-Tube waltzing together.

The story behind the orange 70 is funny..

I don't get how you think it's not him.

all the pics are from his PB account.

nobody else talks like that.

even Rick "winked" at the spectacle of it.

You are so right so reckon I'd better withdraw my comment.

Of course that ain't him in the photo, I leave the rest up to the crowd

Maybe that pic was taken when he was known as "Little Stick?"

No

Is that the big headed kid?

Dang! Shot down again.

Yep

was thinkin the same thing.

BMT

Some of you guys would make great Defectives. (sic)

Apparently the "Big Headed Kidd" didn't get memo on SS and synth due to the Alaskan salt and humidity..... most of his '[bleep] rifle is rusted!

This situation can't last.
It's gonna be fun to watch.

Admittedly...a chromelined FN SPR A1 in a McMillan A2,weathersealed in Rustoleum,ain't the worst at fending weather............

Hit that nail SQUARELY on the head

I believe the term is "Social Retard"

So what.
Work around it.
If nothing else, enjoy the humor.

Souldn't take things so seriously. It's like I always said on here, "all in good fun".

It's like bitching cuz people can't spell or don't worry about correct punctuation, who cares... PC has many facets, I don't care for a one of them.

You know what I "remember" most about AMH,Longboob and NAWhiner?

Ummm...Ummmmm...cough,cough...shuffle feet,scratch head,ummmmmmm...

NOTHIN'..................(grin)

That was your only move, ad hominem, when facts are being faced.

Not a good time for this,man!!

You sir are a 1st classless azzhole as well as a poor speller....he is grieving the loss of his son dickhead

Find some other thread to occupy your time for now.

No, don't think I'll be told what to post, except by Rick.

If you can give me a good reason, for sure I will. Shall I don kevlar?? Is Stick on a rampage?

His son passed away genius.

Leave it alone.

And you can kiss my azz! WHO is grieving what? I log on OCCASIONALLY because of this [bleep].

No you come guzzling gutter slut, he lost a family member, now go crawl back in the dogs ass you crawled out of

Can't help but think the timing is suspect.

Dude, he lost a son.

Thanks you for clarification, Einstein

Guys, timing is NOT suspect. Thank YOU for the polite, info/heads up.

I wish this fate on no one. This will be the end on this for me. (unless attacked, of course, as is so common here)

Too ignorant to read also...go troll else where douche bag

Amazing how stupid Stupidity really is......

I'm guessing cross walk guard with extremely small man part and brain to match.

NA didn't know about the situation with Stick. He didn't have time to read all the rapid fire responses. Since then he has just defended himself from attacks.
Cut him some slack, he knows about Stick now.

Thank you. As you can see, I've deleted my posts. Far too many attack far too quick, which is why I don't come come much any more.

Cry me a river........

GFYourself

Yawn........

Don't know you NAHunter, but you must be a Grade A Dickweasel to continue posting on this thread after you been toldt.

I said I would stop unless attacked. So, you can go Fyourself too, since you chose to poke your nose in.

All I got to say about that is this...sometimes when you're wrong, you're wrong and it's best to just STFU. Good advice, doubt you are sharp enough to take it.

You are in need of having your teeth adjusted. Come on out anytime. Serious lack of class...... Google it.

I'll second wyoelks motion. Ignorance is just not an acceptable excuse. Some lines get your ass kicked when crossed, no matter how stupid and blind you are.

LOL. Tough internet guy. One of a billion. I said I would stop posting when i stopped getting attacked. Lotta funny people here....simple minded, funny people.

LOL. Tough internet guy. One of a billion. I said I would stop posting when i stopped getting attacked. Lotta funny people here....simple minded, funny people.

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I said I would stop unless attacked. So, you can go Fyourself too, since you chose to poke your nose in. [/quote]


Oh, and did I mention "I said I would stop unless attacked. So, you can go Fyourself too, since you chose to poke your nose in"

Professional Victim....?

Yes, I would say you qualify.

Too stupid to know when to have the respect for Big Stick to quit. I only respond when attacked by the 24 hour weasels.

Too stupid to know when to have the respect for Big Stick to quit. I only respond when attacked by the 24 hour weasels.

clearly he is not

Final word for me, it is clear you guys have no respect for Big Stick, you just want to argue. I didn't like the guy, made no bones about it.......but feel for anyone who has lost a son/daughter. IF YOU RESPOND TO THIS, YOU ARE A COMPLETE MORON.

LET IT DIE., UNLESS YOU ARE A COMPLETE MORON. I WILL LET IT DIE, UNLESS THERE IS A RESPONSE TO THIS, IN WHICH CASE I WILL LET YOU KNOW, YOU ARE A COMPLETE MORON.

I have heard of having to have the last word, but this is new heights. No shame not knowing, a simple "sorry, bad timing" would have done the trick and made for a quick end.

.

YOU ARE A COMPLETE MORON

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I just put this gutter slut on ignore!

YOU ARE A COMPLETE MORON - good thing I'm on ignore.you'll never see this, and won't reply. In other words, I never have to read your filth again, "gutter slut"

.

LOL. I see you keep trying Bart. I'm not without a sense of humour....LOL

Bart, I'm going to bed. Thanks for trying!!

Everyone else.I'm as bad as anyone here for bickering.

https://www.24hourcampfire.com/ubbth..._Anyone_give_me_insight_into#Post4357256

I hope this puts everyone's priorities and problems in perspective. It did for me.

I always liked ole Big Stick. I realized early on that the worst thing you could do was let on that he had got your goat.

He tried to aggrevate me a time 'er two and I just laughed and got back at him.

,...it's just da innanet,....you can turn it into any type of game you choose.

People who allow Big Stick get to them don't understand how his game is supposed to be played.

A good example of that is being demonstrated in this thread.

Fits you real good.

You are SO right Bristoe. Regardless, guys, in all honesty.....?
If he were here, in my home town, going through what I know he must be..I would do everything I could for him. As [bleep] as this sounds, and having never met him? I would hold him and cry with him. Been through this a couple times, similar scenarios. Lotta pain in life. No one deserves what he is going through. I know I said I was going to bed, but this has struck close to home. Lost a few close to me in the last couple years.

My apology. Had I know Larry was going through this?? I would have remained silent. I didn't know.

You still qualify!! Go [bleep] yourself, you are a complete moron. You got in just under the wire!1

I am sure there is a legit reason.

You still qualify!! Go [bleep] yourself, you are a complete moron. You got in just under the wire!1

You really want to know what it's like... really

Then STFU and listen...






Don�t wait!

Tell your children you love them!

I love you Bret!

Don�t wait until you wake in the morning!

I love you son.

Don�t wait until there�s a ring at the door!

I love you!

You hear your Wife say NO! from another room, in a way that stops your heart.

I love you, again!

You know the truth looking in a stranger�s eyes, without a word spoken.

I miss you already and love you!

Don�t wait! Until your house is full of family and friends trying to hold you to sanity!

I still love you!

Don�t wait until you are finished reading this response on the internet.

Do you love them!!!

Don�t wait until your eyes are almost swollen shut from the weeping and have to write it down in a memorial instead of telling them in person!

Don�t wait because they have become an adult.

I�ve always loved you and you me!

I may never write anything again, I may never hunt again, I may never forgive God!

WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR !!!!

BRET POWELL, I LOVE YOU !!!!!

Kent and Cheryl Powell



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I wrote this response to a young man on another forum. He was responding to my son's memorial and a few things he said got me thinking. It mirrored some things that My son's friends have said about themselves and my son said himself before. Nothing ominous but something in the effect if they pushed the limit and it ended, Oh well.

Here's my response and it may be helpful to someone, who knows.

thank you for your reply. I am sorry for the hardships going on in your life and hope for healing, as I did my own son. Life is so tough. My Grandmother used to tell me that every once in awhile a little happiness peeks it's head up in life, otherwise it's a bunch of Sh*T. She spoke true, loving her family was where she found her happiness.

The feelings you have, we all have, young, old, it don't matter. Aloneness when surrounded by others. Uselessness, when others see us shining. Loss so great we want to just quit. Who would care? I'm a loner like you Dad, right? so my son used to say.

Hundreds would care, There were over 150 at his quickly thrown together memorial, many I had never met and some from out of state that only met him in person a few times. Each with their own memorial of what he meant to them. The reoccurring theme is, 'Bret helped me so much when I was at my lowest in life, he would use gentle words or shake me up with harsh words to get me back on my feet, He knew just what to say'. We still receive some every week from those that were late in learning and look to us to help them in their new grief. I grasp for every word said or written, that's all I have left. I no longer can look in the future with both eyes, the past is all I have for one of them. I only have half a future left, I only have half a soul, my daughter. The half of soul I have left is bloody and painful from being ripped in half.

I also have two separate personalities now, it's hard to explain. One tries to be normal and deal with the world with humor and manners. Heal itself from the pain by returning to normalcy. Not forget but show outwardly that life is going fine. The other is a totally separate existence, it's raging non stop, even right now. Screaming, "how do you live, how do you laugh, how do you eat, how do you write, your son is dead, your son is dead, fool".

You don't want that for your Father, Mother or siblings. I know how you feel about losing your father first, it's because you are young and he is still relatively young also. As you both grow older the natural progression is much easier to understand. It's not even close to the same kind of grief. If you left, every friend you have or will have, will lose some of their future also. I see it in my son's friend�s eyes.

If you lose a parent, you lost the past.
If you lose a spouse, you lost the present.
If you lose a child, you lost the future.
If you lose a sibling, you lost all three.

My Daughter and Son were best friends, these aren't just words but truth. My wife and I were talking to her about how we wanted our's and Bret's ashes to be handled after our passing. She started crying and was angry. "It's not fair, we were supposed to do this together, he was my life's partner,"

Brea wrote this for Bret's memorial.

First of all I would like to thank the support of all our family and friends through this difficult time. And to all the people who have been with us, helped us make phone calls, held our hands, cried with us, and any kind word or gift. We thank you with all our hearts.

I am still at a loss for words for what has happened. There are going to be so many things I miss about him. I still don�t comprehend that I will never get to hear my brother�s voice again or receive one of his famous bear hugs. I will not get any more IM�s inviting me to lunch, or saying stupid stuff to make me laugh. I feel so sad that there are going to be so many wonderful things in life he is going to miss, and so many important things in my life he is not going to be there for, I always looked forward to a Sister-in-law and nieces and nephews. Bret would have made a great Dad. My children will never know their uncle Bret, except for in pictures and stories.

Bret and I were so close in age, and he grew so fast and I was so small, he quickly out grew me. I am going to miss teasing Bret and calling him my �little� brother. He would just look at me and say,� I am not little�. I eventually just started calling him, �Little-Big Bro�.

I wish so many things. Mostly that we could go back in time and change the events of last week. I wish I would have answered the phone when he called that night. But I know none of that can be changed. Mostly I wish for peace in my family and that our memory of him will be happy and bring us joy, instead of the reminder of the sadness we feel. Finally I would just like to say, Little-Big Bro, I hope you have found peace. We will love you and miss you the rest of our lives.

Brea



You don't want one of those written about you.

Life's a dirty SOB, happiness will find you when it can, but not if you're gone. Death is F'ing final, and no amount of your mother rearranging your things on the shelves will bring you back.





I can't say I really cope. I've just totally split myself.

One side I am calm, people that know me may say overly calm. I can go to sleep. wake up, make coffee, converse with my wife, smile at my daughter, go to work, talk about hunting, talk about my son with those that did not know him and reminisce with those that knew him, sometimes with a tear in my eye, tell a funny story about him or laugh at someone else's story they tell me. My family thinks I'm strong, strangers may think I'm nonfeeling. That's what can be seen.

The other side is like a heavy metal singer doing the gutteral screaming nonstop. Syllables of horrible feelings and accusations in the song. Accusations of every dissapointment I've been as a father, to my son. Vulgarities repeating themselves over and over, aimed at cracking the other side. I could be sitting next to God and it would still be nonstop, unless Bret was sitting on my other side. That's what can't be seen.

Right now the calm side is stronger, has to be for my family, though it's been close a few times. Insanity is right there behind the door. Luckily my sleep is surprisingly void of anything about my son, I have a little peace.

I love humor, it is the main thing keeping me above. It is the core of our family. My wife say's it's the thing I had going for me and what turned her head. If you saw my wife you would say the same thing every other guy has said, including myself. What the hell is that girl doing with that guy, probably cousins. No kidding, my friends said that to me when they met her, she's your cousin or something, no way a date. I never even thought of asking her out, she had to get my sister to make me. My kids got her looks and my humor, no one that's met them haven't loved them, they are so much better than I. What every Father hopes for.

When God and I get face to face, Bret better be standing there to greet me or that's the last God will see of me, because I will be going to find my son. We're having a stare down right now, and I'm not blinking. I'll see him soon enough.

But for the grace of God, there go I.

I've used that litany many times in my life praying for other's loss.

God's grace was not around for my son, he must have been busy counting feathers on a bird.

God received his son back after death on earth, it was a homecoming. He only lost his son when he was born to man and could still have contact with him.

Did God withhold his grace because Bret was upset at him for not answering any of his prayers concerning getting work and relationship problems. Bret told me God didn't care about him. I couldn't be there with my son that night, but God was there.

Were you there God, when we came home after 3 days of working with my brother and my Father putting rock on a cabin in the mountains, talking about Bret going back to school and going in the Army after getting enough college credits. 3 generations working together, discussing his future and making plans. He was smiling then. Were you there when his friends called to see if he wanted to come out that night after we arrived home and he jumped in the shower, then asked me through the door to get his things from the truck so he could change and go. Thanks, were the last words he said to me, he was smiling then. Were you there when he decided to not stay at his friends place as usual but come home. His friend tried to stop him but Bret just smiled and said he was fine, and he was, I'll see you guys tomorrow he said, he was smiling then. Less than 15 min from there to home. Were you there God, when he texted his friend that the car was screwing up again and he was going to 'beat the blank out of it'. Were you there when he answered his friend's statement of 'just get home first' with 'Maybe'. Were you there when a minute later as he was in the exit lane less than two miles from our house, his car spins out across all four lanes and crashes rear first into the medium, catching in the wires and ripping his car to shreds, not a scratch on him. You had to have been there, I wish I was. Where was your soothing grace in his mind.

Were you there when in his rage he takes his glock out of the console and shoots himself in the head. Were you there to gather him up in your loving arms, the ending of your master plan for my sons life. Or did you spit on him and send him to hell. What you sowed you shall reap from me. Bret better be standing next to you when we meet, I'm a bad enemy.

Sins of the Father I guess, he was a great person.

The insanities close, I have to go.

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I said I have 2 personalities and somehow that last post just evolved. I'm tired of skirting the truth and Bret's best and worst trait was his brutal honesty, he wouldn't have it any other way. When I would cringe and show shock over some of the things he said in public, my wife would look at me and say, hell he's your son, he's just like you. I told her, man, I think I have a little tact. I guess maybe I don't.

Bret had only one negativity in his life, insomnia. He just couldn't sleep since he was 13 yrs old. It effected everything and he couldn't cope at school, didn't eat right. When he was 16 he said he was done with school and wanted to work with me like he did in the summers, at least he was tired enough to get a few hours sleep at night working construction. He said, you did all right by us doing it, it's a good living. We have been side-by-side for 11 yrs, the last couple a struggle, never would have thought work would dry up.

Bret wasn't ashamed of his struggle, he made it public. That drew many other young people with the same problem to him. He helped them by speaking soothingly or laying down the law with them, whatever truth he felt they needed. A main theme was stay in school, don't be like me. My wife and I are shocked with the amount of real letters(I didn't know young people knew what a letter is), emails and phone calls from these people grieving. They're all strangely the same. Bret helped me so much, he would stay up till 4 am talking to me, making me a better person. He was always there for me, no one else has ever done that for me. I can't believe he's gone. Please help me. My wife now knows how to Facebook and PM. She stay's up late every night, typing away on his computer, she sends out a long version of Bret's video we made to them. She has a purpose.
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I try to keep in shape. I'm usually very sarcastic and pretty goofy at times...though lately I've been pretty calm. I guess I'm getting old!
Seriously....I'm a great friend to those who I care about and are true friends. However I can be a dick to the fake people....MEH.

Bret Powell
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Bret is someone I grew up with, Bret is my friend, Bret is my best friends brother, Bret is my brother.
Bret was goofy, Bret was fun, Bret was someone that made me laugh, Bret was intense at times.
Bret is, was and always will be loved.

Tamie
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Bret was the most loyal and supportive friend. Everyone knows that Bret was there for them, even if they had never met. It would not do him justice to say he was my best friend...he was everyone's best friend.

Cam
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I suggested he go to the doctor and get some of those sleeping pills you see on TV. I've bugged him for years. He wouldn't have it. I'm not taking any drugs, they're habit forming, no way. His fianc� is bi-polar and if she didn't take her drugs she became impossible, she would forget all the time. It drove them apart and he moved back home, even though he still loved her. He decided to try sleeping pills and was doing really well I thought. Sleeping all night and eating much better. All but 2 minutes at the end.


Bret wasn't some loser that offed himself, he was somebody. There's no answers in this life.


We try to hold on, not to the soul that has moved on to a better place, but to the life here on earth. That life is like trying to grab water with our fingers, we can feel it but it slips away. We hold on to the interaction and memories of that life and grab for all the interactions in the future that we would have had, but it's no use.

I blame Bret, I blame myself, I blame God. While I'm in this earthly life I will not understand what happened, answers will have to wait till after. I will prepare myself for those answers. If I am right in my personal beliefs then everything will be fine. God made me in his image, I am not a servant or slave, though I've happily served him in love, we have free will. When I move on from this life I will ascend to my place prepared for me by his side. Again, I will not be a slave or servant, if I have free will on earth it will be multiplied in heaven. I believe I will be met By God, his son and my son, amen.

I do not believe in the scary hell 'man' would invent to hold control of the congregation. If I have to confront the 'Devil' or 'path of hopelessness' alone to retrieve my son then that's what I will do. I have been burned with pain my entire life, this last pain has burned the last fear of anything out of me. I welcome any path I may have to take and am impatient for it. I will do nothing to hurt my rights for one face to face with God. If God is shocked at my thoughts, well he made me in his image. My wife can tell him the same thing she told me. "Hell, he's your son, he's just like you"! I hope my son is there with him. If not I will take the hopeless path and find him myself, I won't be a slave to that path either, just an enemy with no fear.

If my personal beliefs are wrong and there is no free will, well, it won't matter. A slave to the Devil or a slave to God is still only a slave. Either or.

I do not wish to offend anyone with my beliefs and I do understand the tenants of the bible. Our family were church builders, during my youth, for one of the Christian Denominations here in the valley based out of Kansas. We would start in a school auditorium and eventually in a few years build the buildings and the congregation. We did this three times over 10 yrs. I was being groomed for the ministry, I was shown the inner workings of the church and it's politics. I had too many questions over the ethics of some of the politics and also the obvious congregation controlling tenants written in the bible by some goat herder using fear to have control over his sheep. They had no answers for my questions, just believe in faith that you should fear God. I've never feared God and couldn't preach that to others. Again no wish to offend, my sisters fear for my soul. If they are right and I am wrong, then sins of the Father have been visited on the son. I hope I don't live to 90 like most in my family, I'm itching to learn the truth.

Till then we will continue to hold on in earthy fashion. My wife will talk about my son to any that will listen and answer those that have questions and those still looking for answers. I can't tell her there are no answers here in this life, she's found her safe place. Holdin on.

My daughter searched until she found a Blue-on-Blue GTO, less than 1000 made. She has been installing some of his extra mods to her car herself, with the help of some of the GTO guys. She isn't trying to get where he was at, second fastest official timed 'stock moded' GTO in the nation, he was a little famous. She is a High School Biology teacher and has the fastest car at school though. A sister's love.


Me, I just sit around going through his hundreds of pictures, finding music that speaks of our feelings and add the two for music videos. Half of me has no patience for life in the present and only waits for when I can step out of this life in the future and get on with it.

I think what tears me apart now is I need to stay here and take care of those of mine in this life. I also need to go somewhere to make sure one of mine is being taken care of someplace else. I'm staring right at God waiting for him to tell me something. I need to know.

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The saga continues

1 In the land of Uz there lived a man whose name was Job. Well if you want to know the rest look up Job chapters 1 and 2. Here�s a newer version.
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In the land of Az there lived a man named Kent. He was stupidly stubborn, loved his God �without fear� and shunned evil.

One day the angels [a] came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan [b] also came with them. 7 The LORD said to Satan, "Where have you come from?"
Satan answered the LORD, "From roaming through the earth and going back and forth in it."
8 Then the LORD said to Satan, "Have you considered my servant Kent? There is no one on earth like him; he is stupidly stubborn, a man who does �not fear� God and shuns evil."
9 "Does Kent have no fear of God for nothing?" Satan replied. 10 "Have you not put a hedge around him and his household and everything he has? You have blessed the work of his hands, so that his concrete foundations are spread throughout the land. 11 But stretch out your hand and strike everything he has, and he will surely curse you to your face."
12 The LORD said to Satan, "Very well, then, everything he has is in your hands, but on the man himself do not lay a finger."
Then Satan went out from the presence of the LORD.

The Deceiver, bringer of hopelessness, master of depression and despair , turned off any hope of income to sustain the family. Brought death to the womb of the daughter, brought incurable pain to the legs of the mother, stole into the household and sowed seeds of sorrow and pain and death to the son. Being stupid and stubborn, Kent stood up and demanded answers and made real threats to the same that stole into his house.

On another day the angels [a] came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan also came with them to present himself before him. 2 And the LORD said to Satan, "Where have you come from?"
Satan answered the LORD, "From roaming through the earth and going back and forth in it."
3 Then the LORD said to Satan, "Have you considered my servant Kent? There is no one on earth like him; he is stupid and stubborn, a man who fears no God and shuns evil. And he still maintains his stubbornness, though you incited me against him to ruin him without any reason."
4 "Skin for skin!" Satan replied. "A man will give all he has for his own life. 5 But stretch out your hand and strike his flesh and bones, and he will surely curse you to your face."
6 The LORD said to Satan, "Very well, then, he is in your hands; but you must spare his life."
7 So Satan went out from the presence of the LORD and afflicted Kent with broken bones, hypothermia, shock in the wilderness. Satan knelt close to Kent after he had drug himself out of the creek, waiting in the bottom of the canyon for help to arrive. 1 � hours of nonstop convulsions, finally satisfaction for Satan as Kent�s lips opened and started begging.

Not for release of pain, or safety in this life. But for God to send Bret to come get me. I wanted to kick the Devil in the nuts so bad, I�m after him now, dirty SOB. I felt him leave when I knew Bret wasn�t coming and I rededicated my life to my family here. That rededication is what lifted me through the pain of 2 hrs getting out of that hell hole.

Then the LORD said to Satan, "Have you considered my servant Kent? There is no one on earth like him; he is stupid and stubborn, a man who fears no God and shuns evil.
�God I guess! Satan replied. �Too stubborn to know when I beat him�. As he was turning to leave God smiled and replied �Just be happy you didn�t kill him, I think you need the time to find a place to hide those nuts�. Satan left muttering to himself, �[bleep]� was the last word heard.

God looked down at Kent and asked,� Ok, but what happened to the calf?�

Ah, The Calf, now that�s a story.

Walter had an elk tag, his first ever after 14 bps. We have a mutual friend Mike who is my hound running buddy. We had met a few times before on different hunts and he is a good guy. He drew a 23N early archery bull tag, great tag to have but hard on a rookie. He spent a lot of time scouting this summer but this is one of the units you better know the area and elk together to have success. All those that would normally come and help him were just unable to because of the economy and we all work in construction. Just having 40 bucks for fuel is a struggle sometimes. Walter himself only had enough to get up there with food for 2 weeks and 80 gals of fuel total. I wasn�t any better.

First morning we glass across a canyon and pick up 4 different herds and some satellite elk. Some good bulls in the spotter. Some just in the forest and others just in the rez. We drop off into the bottom and cross the creek to check on some low wallows and springs. We glass up a herd with 6 cows and a 340ish black bull that had been wallowing on the ridge 300 yds above us. We watch them for an hour until they cross into the rez. I walk Walter through all the benches and breaks so he is used to the area.

In the bottom before we head up to the truck there is a herd of cattle in the creek. A late dropped calf about 3 days old is romping around playing, sure was a cute guy.

After we get back up to the truck Walter say�s, I don�t think I can do that hill again, it�s too hard. I said, sure you can, there�s big elk over there.

Well, we ended up hunting different areas and did have an opportunity at a great bull but the first rookie mistake cost us. He did get a shot but shot over.

He was still reluctant to go back in the best area so we went to my #3 spot. Immediately found herd tracks and had a response at 4:00 20 mins after arriving. By 4:45 the bull and one cow were right on top of us, I had moved back 100 yds calling so couldn�t see but knew Walter was about to. Suddenly the wind hit�s the back of my neck after being in my face the whole time and crash/bam that was it. Walter got a glimpse and said he was about to move in the open close, he felt he was big. We followed for about a mile and got close again but they knew we were there. I got a 2 sec look at the bull moving in the trees, seemed great on the tops.

Coming out I hear a bugle and cow call below, I�m sure it�s a hunter but setup in case. Sure enough 2 guys come walking up the path, I stand up and see their shoulders slump. As they turn around to leave I cow squeal at them and go to talk to them. One is a guide I�ve met a few times through a mutual friend and I know his dad. Really good guy and family. He said they had been on that bull for 3 days and it was the one they really wanted. We discussed the bull and he was a good one. I suggested to Walter that with only 15 tags in the entire area, we should allow them to hunt the bull they found first and wanted badly by themselves. He was reluctant but agreed it was the fair thing to do. He did have his chance and he would have killed it if it stepped out before the wind.

Day 5 sees us back in the canyon and working a couple bulls but just can�t get them to move.

Coming out the cattle calf is by itself, he�s on the wrong side of the fence, no herd anywhere, I try to catch him but he won�t let me.

Walter goes home day 6 and comes back afternoon of day 7. I stop by the guides camp and they haven�t got the bull yet but still after him. That afternoon we head into the canyon, at the creek all of a sudden the calf comes out of some bushes, crosses the creek and puts it�s head up against me, he�s shaking and weak. Walter feels bad also but the bulls are bugling and there�s only 2 hours light left. We decide, on the way out, to drive all the way to the ranch and leave a note on the rancher�s fence. We can�t get that calf out that steep slope, they�ll need a horse.

We had 2 bulls working and coming in, both winded us and moved back to their original spots and continued bugling. One was just in the rez and he was a growler, never saw him. The other was a squealer that I thought was a rag, we could have easily moved on that bull in the forest. As we were leaving at grey light, I saw some cows come out of the bedding areas. I hear squealer working up from the bottom and then into the open. He was a 7, good everything, with some of the longest mains I�ve ever seen. Squealer fooled me.

The next morning we headed in with headlamps, worked up into an area that holds a ton of elk. They were at it already. We come out of the bottom into a high bowl and have a herd right above us at 150, the bull is 350 plus, time to get�r done. I motion Walter forward and he sets up. After 30 mins the bull starts horning the cows and I know they will move. I motion Walter to move a little more sideways but he�s unsure and only crawls 10 yds. They come within 55 yds. He draws but doesn�t have an open enough shot, I�m glad he didn�t force it. There�s 2 more bowls to check and the second has a trick tank in the bottom, six cows eat out of the bowl as we watch, bulls are bugling all over just in the rez.

It�s threatening rain all morning, 12:00 and bulls still bugling, we start over to the path the six cows used when the rain and lightning start. I took huge pieces of bark from a large suspended log and made a little shelter and we hunkered down, warm and dry. Just then an elk popped over the ridge on the same path the others came down, it was a rag 6pt, we were 200 yds and no way to move in the open. Then another and another. Then a big bull, more cows and another 340ish bull. About 50 elk total. If it hadn�t been raining we would have been right there. It took them 3 hrs to move across the slope and into the rez, it rained the whole time.

At 4:00 we caught a break in the rain and decided to head out, try again in the morning. Takes us an hour to reach the creek and cross over. I come to the bushes where the calf was the day before, it�s 5:00, I wonder if the rancher even got the note. I debate on crossing the creek again just to look for a calf that probably isn�t there. I take a long step to reach the bedrock slab under the water. My foot hit�s the rock and slides forward on the slime, I�m thinking, crap I�m going to get wet and hear a snap. It wasn�t that violent of a fall, no way I broke anything. My foot and half my leg pointed the other way told a different story. In denial I grabbed my foot and put it back in place, bones grinding, it fell back over.

Walter is coming back and asking what I was doing in the creek. I told him I broke my leg and it didn�t register with him. I�m dragging myself out of the creek and the scene finally comes real for him, he�s looking at my leg and about to panic. I grab my foot again to put it in a more comfortable position and he say�s, don�t look at it! I tell him I�m going to pass out in a second , be calm. He say�s no don�t, but I already had.

I wake up from a nice dream, take stock and yep it�s real. I leave my broke leg in the cold water for the pain and swelling. Walter doesn�t know what to do, everything�s soaked and no way to make a quick fire, an hour of light left. I tell him to just go and get my brother camped 9 dirt miles away. Get the rancher if possible after but that may take too much time to go that far. He takes off running before I can tell him to bring duct tape and my trekking pole out of my truck. The wait begins.

The shaking begins. I don�t know if it�s from hypothermia, shock or both. The shaking causes my pain more than anything. I can stop it for small periods with breathing but not for long. I estimate my chances if I was alone and think I could maybe get up the slope but I�m not very sure, 30% maybe, I would have at least warmed up trying. I get upset over everything happening in my life, the broken leg will heal but it represents another hardship for my family as far as earning a wage, surviving these economic times is tough enough. I think of Job, first his worldly possessions, then the lives of his family and finally his own body. Well I�m not Job, and in my anger I begged my son to come from the other side and get me so I can kick some ass. Didn�t get me anywhere. My death is not my own so my life is neither. My wife and daughter will now make more of my outdoor decisions for me, I think they are relieved, no more hunting alone is what I�ve already heard.

It seems like forever, it�s getting darker but it�s cloudy also. I hear doors slamming up the mountain, more than a couple. I blow my bugle trying not to sound like an elk to much, nothing. A few minutes latter I hear more doors slamming, bugle again, nothing, I guess someone sightseeing. More waiting.

I see bodies coming down the slope, more than a couple, they�re far away. I keep bugling. They reach the bottom and I don�t see them anymore, I keep bugling. From behind me I hear a girl say, I�ve found him! I can�t turn around I�m stiff. She puts her hands on me and the dam breaks and tears flow, I don�t know why. I tell her I�m sorry, she say�s that�s perfectly alright.

I�m surrounded by people, a family in fact, out scouting for the late rifle hunt and a son that will be coming from the military if I remember right. There were at least the father and another man his age, 3 daughters and the 3 son-in-laws and the mother and one newborn, could have been more. They put coats on me and reassured me, tell me Walter saw them on the road and will be back soon with my brother. I owe them more than I can say. Thank you doesn�t cut it. As we were waiting for Walter I told them about the calf, they looked around close but it wasn�t there.

I believe Walter told me the father was a fireman, he knew his stuff. Kept me alert through the pain out, kept me busy. That and my family in my mind saw me through 2 hrs of hell. A 6 in diameter by 5 ft log was my splint. As they were tying it on I asked them to get my foot lined up, the girl said, Please don�t look at it!

After being loaded in the truck and saying hasty thanks and goodbyes, I was asked more than once to let them know if I find out anything about the calf.

I arrive in Payson and the emergency room an hour latter, my brother and I, Walter is coming after more thank yous to my savior family. The biggest shock they had was a log tied to my leg, acted like it wasn�t normal or something. As they were applying a temporary splint for the night the nurse told me it would hurt when they straightened the foot, I said Ok. In shock she said, Well, please don�t look at it! We had a lot of laughs about that and of course everyone had to hear about the calf, again and again. Everyday all the nurses wanted to know if Walter found out about the calf. On checkout day the surgeon came in to give me my last instructions and prescription after everything and as he was turning to leave he asked if I knew anything about the calf, I told him sorry, no. He just nodded his head.

I was saved a lot more pain and suffering by a family that cared for a stranger. Walter did a great job getting the right help and taking care of the situation like a champ. My brother is, well my brother, we do for each other without complaint. I feel like I ruined Walter�s hunt that he waited so long for, he never got an elk. He feels bad because I was helping him on his hunt but it was all my fault.

He called me Wed and said he was going home a day early, said he found the calf 100 yds from where I fell, curled up and barely alive. Drove down and told the rancher who said he did find the note but not the calf. Walter flagged the tree so anyone could find the calf and the rancher said he would go try to save him. Don�t know if Walter told me that to feel better or if it really happened.

I don�t know what the hell happened to that calf!

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Life goes on of course. All this above I�ve written over the last months, just combined it together. And people say I inspire them, helped change their life. I�ve learned to take pictures and music and make family stories/feelings so all can see. And people say I�m special, caring, amazing.

I�m a failure, as a husband, father, friend.

My friend Mike called me, he has fought alot of demons in his life, substance abuse and his younger brother overdosed 3 yrs ago. He had given up on God years ago and made jokes about being excommunicated from the Mormon church in Utah, and he really was for his behavior. I've known him for 10 yrs at least, we play in a Wednesday golf group of about 50 guys that's been going on for 30 yrs. Anyway, I was never very tolerant of his antics on the course, just ignored him. The last couple years he has been invited in our inner family and friends, he's now a regular when we do get-togethers, card night, ect.

He falls off the wagon now and then but it doesn't last long and he rights himself. He's in love with my wife, he's respectful about it. He's not the only one, a lot of my friends are in love with my wife, she has a way of making everyone feel special, in a nonflirting way. His main talent is the gift of BS and organizing events. The day Bret died, he was the third person to come over, my daughter, my sister and him, I don't know how he even found out. He asked if he could take care of the memorial and other issues for us. The amount of work he did, all the donations including the golf course supplying the conference room and food, setting up for 150 people, MCing the event, an incredible amount of work.

Anyway, he calls, we talk for an hour. He wanted to tell me he watched my videos and it spurred him to sit down and write for hours. A Christmas message that was 6 pages long, a circle of his life, including the events of his brother's death, ending with his love for his two sons and renewed faith in God that was so moving. The main part of the conversation was. How come when we get older, it's so easy to see what's really important in life, why couldn't we see it earlier. He wanted to thank me for never judging him and staying his friend when he did stupid stuff, allowing him to help us with Bret and all the good he experienced with the outpouring of those that loved Bret, it overwhelmed him.

I feel like a fake, I judged him all the time in my head. I never really liked him that much, though I did have compassion for him and his brother. Even after he started doing things with us, he would upset me at times and I judged him unworthy again, just never said anything to him. I�m the one unworthy, I�ve been that way my whole life.

Unworthy of having such a great wife and kids, how they put up with me I don�t know. I never went to a bar after work like a lot of guys, I was a great father. I never chased other women, I was a great husband. I never gave my family my total commitment, I was a piece of crap.

How many times did I wake up at 4am on a Saturday/Sunday and grab my bow or shotgun or fishing pole , to many to count. If my wife woke up I would tell her I was going and she would just roll back over, if not she would just know I went when she woke and that was that. How many times did my kids wake up and daddy was gone when they wanted to do something with me. I wasn�t at the bar or chasing women, I was doing something wholesome, I was a great father and husband. Every once in awhile I would plan and take them with, on nonserious trips. Took me until my wife was in her mid thirty�s until I started taking her on every trip if she wanted, she loved it. I cheated my family and myself, I was truly an Ahole because I thought I wasn�t.


Looking back, it seems I've done for others more than my own wife and kids. I know the first 10-12 years of my children's lives I was gone hunting and fishing all but 3 or 4 weekends from Aug archery till after spring fishing was over, with only a few trips involving them. I had changed alot in the mid/late 90s, after my kids were teenagers, but it was that my wife came along every time and my kids if they wanted. My daughter quite often, my son seldom to then never. Not, that I turned to what they wanted more often. Lived that till now. I'm not talking 10 trips a year to the lake or mountains, I'm talking 30 to 40. Squeezed in a couple years coaching my son at boys club basketball, because he was the only one that had a father sitting in the stands and they hadn't enough coaches, I should have pursued those situations many times more. Should have attended more of my daughter's concerts, supported her more in acting classes. Woulda, coulda, shoulda, I know. I justified it by thinking I was home every afternoon after work, didn't live off a 6 or 12 pack every evening, involved in sports or acting classes if they didn't happen on the weekends. I really thought I was better than others.

The disturbing thing with my friend Mike is, he really thinks I turned his life around and I didn't do anything and at times wished he wasn't around. He thinks my silence was acceptance and nonjudgmental. It was really just ignoring him. I like him sometimes when he is clean and acting normal, other times if he's stoned and especially if he wants to drive with his kids in the vehicle, I get upset and force him to see what he's doing. He thinks I'm his friend then and all I want is his kids to be safe�� screw him, I think.

Acts and thoughts are two different things, I suppose I've done good of both, I know I've done worse with both.

I guess this all came to a head, seeming nonrelated issues merged. I made those slide shows for one reason and the memories of what they represent personally to me are something totally different. What others don't see is I'm not in alot of these pictures, sometimes because I'm taking them but mostly because I'm not there. Mike telling me I inspire him, people on Cheryl's facebook commenting how great we are together. That�s not the message, my family is great, I�m just around for the ride.

I'd allowed what I thought was my passion for hunting/fishing to override my commitment to my family. Seems innocent enough until I realize what I missed and the years of disappointment I caused. I know it is the reason my son rejected the outdoors until just this last year, when we went fishing, camping and shed hunting. He saw what it did to his mother and it upset him. An addiction is an addiction and never positive.

I believed the old saying, she knew what I was like before and what she was getting into marrying me. Total BS, she just loved me more than I loved her and she lived the truth of that and I didn't deserve that love. There is a double meaning in the words of, I Thought I Loved you Then, I used on her video.



I still didn't put her first after Bret's death. I went hunting with someone I only met a couple times on that elk hunt. I thought, I just have to get away, recharge, BS again, I even lie to myself. He had a 23 early elk tag and I was going to put him on a monster. I told my wife I was going hunting and she asked who it was. I told her and she asked, you don't know him? She didn't even question it again, just used to it. I was gone 8 days and planning longer. Broke my leg.

She told me quietly sometime after when I was in the hospital, if I'd died our daughter would have been left on this earth by herself. I know the truth of that, she couldn�t have taken that loss so close to Bret�s and that�s what I risked for some stupid passion I should have directed years ago to my family.

I can now say I truly love her more than she loves me, I don't think that helps anything though. I�ve had some great fishing trips, hunts and kills, what a waste I�ve been.





It's been a year, feels like yesterday, each day, hour, minute, sometimes it still hits me unexpected...

My last video, mostly of pictures off his camera the last year...



Later...

Kent

I couldn't read it all nor could I watch all the vids Kent. I have 3 lads and a lass and can't even begin to wrap my mind around what you're going through as well.

Lost my son 10 years ago to the day. Aug. 25 2000

There are no words, except I understand.



No problem Mac, heck even I can't really read it all anymore... it's just to put things in perspective.

Larry now belongs to a brotherhood, that we don't want any other members. If somehow the words help one person recognize something in their child or somehow change their outlook affecting their child positively, then that is the goal.

I don't need another 'condolences', just trying to make people evaluate their most important relationships, nothing else in life really matters...

Ever wonder why, the last words of a dying person is to tell their family they love them... and not, to keep their Lexus waxed...

Kent

boyz already think I'm a bit off (they'd be right) but probably confirmed it by going down and giving them hugs and kisses with tears in my eyes. 16 and 12 ain't exactly prime time to be kissed by your dad I reckon.


but shame on me, I can't even begin to imagine what life is like for you guys that have been down the dark lonely road of losing a child.

I only know that when I do try to imagine it, I get wet eyes and scared to pieces.

and shame on me for needing a man that's lost his son to remind me to go tell mine how much they mean to me.

I'm a poor husband and father, but I'm a grateful one.

//and shame on me for needing a man that's lost his son to remind me to go tell mine how much they mean to me.\\

Gotta disagree right there pard. I figure there's a lot of way to tell them what they mean and it ain't always with words. I know your lads know and I know you're a fuggin Shakespeare without the words.



//I'm a poor husband and father,...\\

I'll respectfully disagree again.

thanks pard, sincerely


some days it's easy to lose sight of just how blessed we are.

That's a fact. The damn day-to-day shields the view until something refocuses your perspective.

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Kent, I agree completely, and am sorry to hear you are one of us.
One of the things that joining this brotherhood did FOR me was to make me realize just what is important and what isn't. Material possessions? Feh, I'd be happier penniless with my son than a millionare without him. That's a poor example but I'm sure it gets the point across.
My relationship withmy family is most important.\
The 3 week trip to Alaska my wife, duaghter and I did last month was the best 3 weeks I can remember.

Tell your family you love them, you might not get another chance.
Oh, and for us: December 31, 2004 The morning after his 21st birthday. Tom I love you.
Mark

October 8, 1989...
On that day any religious beliefs I had....died along with my son. To this day, I'm surprised I'm still alive.

The best friend I've ever had, lost one of his boys to suicide in 1998...a few years later we were talking one day & he matter of factly said he almost did the same thing a couple days earlier.
Three years ago, he moved to Texas to be with his only surviving son, & finally did what he's started to do here three years prior. He got two bottles of whiskey, pulled into the garage, closed the door & decided to let the engine keep running...

Can't blame him...it's a tough way to go through life.

April 30, 1989.

That takes a lot for you folks to share.

I can't fathom that type of pain, and will do my best to avoid it.......

WOW, I am thankful I have my two sons, and sorry for the losses you all have had, it's gotta be unbearable.

I have lost family members and friends, and seen others have to go thru what you have gone thru, death is very hard I know. I pray those of us who have children are lucky to never lose them. As much as I fear dying not to continue being their father, I fear losing them more.

I pray all of you can find a way to see hope and light, and meaning in this life, and trust in God. He had his reason to call those home that he has already, reasons we yet to know and understand.

Life is so precious, and unpredictable, no doubt it behooves us all despite what the past has given us, to cherish what we have now and tell those around us what they mean to us.

God bless you all.

Kent and all who shared their losses: Your posts really took a lot of strength to share. It has really hit home with me as I look at my wife, two young boys, and what I consider quality "family" time.

Thanks for sharing.

Kent, I read the whole thing. Wow. I think you have found your way of healing. Perspective of family seems to have been found. May the peace you are seeking find it's way into the lives of you and your family.


Clyde

Snapped this pic of my boy this evening before his game, and grateful to be there being his dad.

#61, future all star linebacker..........

Absolutely... you're blessed...

Kent

"I'm a poor husband and father"

BS buddy. I'll wager (and win) your family thinks differently.

"I'm a poor wife and mother"
"I'm a poor child and sister"

Guarantee you don't think that about the others in your family, but I know you hope they don't say that to themselves.

They don't want you thinking that way, either.

Nailed it. I got gut-hooked more'n a few times by BS; just plain got took, and I'm not exactly the personification of an internet just-egged fry. That boy's *damned* good at fishing. Amongst the best, I'd say, actually. And has the skills to back it up. Just wish it wasn't his go-to persona. He's got a lot to share.

And no, I don't need any vaseline (headin' the haters off at the pass)...

Larry is a master of the 'Test' and the better someone is at it, the more polarized the love/hate emotions are toward them.

He has a huge following in each camp.

I'm a little more sneaky as I like to keep my 'hate' camp as small as possible.

I do admire his abilities. Wish my son was still around to dance with him. They would have insulted each other to the point they were best buds after. My son used to test everyone on the jobsite and say,' if they can't laugh at a funny insult, they can't be trusted when chit hit's the fan, they will only be concerned for themselves.

The more you fight the test, the tougher it is laid on you till you pass or leave.

Kent

KRP, Perhaps you have put the final nail in the coffin of this senseless post. And, did so quite eloquently. May you be blessed with the strength to take on any future heartache in stride. for you my friend have paid your dues. Such foolish arguments seem quite trivial when viewed through your eyes I imagine. I have not had such a loss as yours but unfortunately I have been the harbinger one too many times of the painful news that someone very dear is no longer with us. I have had to walk that path side by side with folks like yourself and I know it is very traumatic. Nothing will ever replace what you have lost all you can do is cope. I never say goodbye when I leave the house only "I love you" because that is all I can guarantee. I never go to bed at night angry from an unfinished argument because winning a simple squabble isn't really worth it. I have very few friends but what ones I have I would bleed for. And no matter what happens I would be there for them no matter where "there" would be. We should all be thankful for what we have and keep that in mind before we act selfishly and start slinging mud. Well put.

And as for "Big Stick" I wish him the best. I don't know him but no matter how much he aggravated folks no one deserves to loose a child. I'm sure he has a lot to deal with and doesn't need any static from anywhere at a time like this. And for those on this forum who are his friends or are close to him ensure that he has everything that he needs and don't leave him alone to stir in his own thoughts.