Bobby, I will sorely miss you. No sooner than getting out of my truck and asking if I was in the right place I was greeted by you, a nice young man wielding a plastic glass with a brown liquid in it for my introduction to everything that is the hog hunt.
I was parked in the wrong place but it was in a good neighborhood so I left it. Good times.
A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand but touches your heart !!!
