Jim Darkman is a tracker. Jack is Jame’s father. James is a twelve year old. Page 195 from my book, “The Saluda River Sighting.” I walk away from the area to a willow tree, and then I see it: a campfire with hot embers still among white ash. My curiosity runs high. “Darkman, I need you over here.” Jim is looking around for their tracks. He hears me, stops what he is doing, and then comes to see what the excitement is. “What?” Looking down, he sees the ash and fish bones lying around the fire. Like an archeologist searching for bones, Jim pushes the ash back with his shoe. “James didn’t eat all this fish.” Jim is seeing. There are more than fish bones here. Does he see the big picture? “Jim, we are seeing history made here!” I believe it is coming to him. “Jack, will anyone understand what is going on? Do you think James knows what is happening?” We look at each other with amazement, wondering what the following days will hold for all of us. Jim leans his rifle against a tree and then speaks. “This changes everything. No longer is James a captive person but has become a teacher.” “This is something wonderful, Darkman. No longer will they be creatures but reasoning beings wanting to evolve.” Like ancient discoverers, we stand there, looking at each other in preponderance of the evidence we discovered.
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