I knew him as John. I feel that was a middle name maybe. He lived on my property on a few occasions. The first time he spent most of one winter in his camper in my backyard. I suppose fate connected us cause of our similar interests. We hung out, made bows, tanned furs, and shared good times. He would always make a point to show his appreciation. I would do a miniscule favor for him and he would return it with one greater. I would simply help him load something heavy into his truck then I would come home and he wouldve bucked and split a huge pile of firewood for me. He was intelligent and a joy to share a conversation with. I hadnt actually heard from him in a few years. Last I heard he was out east. I was often reminded of him but never reconnected. I dont think either of us were great at staying connected. John, you were a good friend! I will miss you, but I wont forget you buddy! You had a good heart and Im sure youre in a better place. Love you bro!
Posted on: Wed, 15 Oct 2014 04:43:48 +0000
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