I never met him or talked to him just a few E-chats now and then but I know he was the kind of man you could count on in a pinch .
You got that right. Dusty was a very kind man. I only knew him for a few short years but I was always excited to get up to camp and see him and his big smile....he always had that on. I don't think I ever saw him upset at anything. He could fix anything that was broke and has forgotten more stuff about the outdoors than I'll even know.
He liked to get his little buddy "Preacher Joe" fired up getting the stories of the mythical woods creatchers floating through camp. As a bit of an outsider to knowing him for long...it was clear, camp was a place that made him happy. Seeing him there, made me happy.
I'll never forget the big jovial laugh that would come from his spot at the table when a story full of BS would come out of somebody.
