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Adirondack Mountains I think the year was 1951 when 4 neighbor boys, brothers each, joined me to go up to the Huckleberry bluffs to pick blueberries. We were spread out pickin-n-munchin quietly when one of the boys yelled, "Lyle! Quit makin that noise!" Lyle yelled back, "I aint makin no noise!" About 5 seconds of silence and someone yelled BEAR! BEAR! BEAR! Boys were scattering in ever direction as fast as they could run. After about fifteen minutes we were sneaking back together outside the berry bushes and noted little Lester was missing. "Where's Lester? "Dunno." We all started calling his name. No Answer. WE huddled together calling his name and began creeping back into the berry bushes calling and looking for little Lester. We finally found him laying face down. WE just knew the bear got him. I keenly remember that flush of horror! When we rolled him over he opened his eyes and when asked what he was doing he said, "Hiding from that G D Bear!" No blueberries made it home that day.
I did get a glimpse of the bear as I ran. He was standing up looking at us. Was gone when we crept back looking for Lester. I was 12 yrs old. Oldest of the five.