You probably don't remember, but some years ago (4ish, I think Connor was around 8) I bought a 'used' Jib pack from you. Well, the boy used the hell out of it in our local mountains but, as boys do, grew out of it.
He passed it down to a Cub Scout friend of the family (who also hikes with us) so it's still in use.
Thank you, Sir!
�Out of every one hundred men, ten shouldn't even be there, eighty are just targets, nine are the real fighters, and we are lucky to have them, for they make the battle. Ah, but the one, one is a warrior, and he will bring the others back.�
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