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<blockquote data-quote="jerrschmitt" data-source="post: 526106" data-attributes="member: 16076"><p>My Buddy Red and I started hunting together back around 1960. We were both in the service, him a Marine and me in the Navy. He got out of the service and I stayed in but we got together every few years and did some shooting. After I retired we lost track of each other for a while but through the internet, we reconnected and started up where we had left off. </p><p> </p><p>Our wives had worked together and were good friends so it made it real nice. A few years ago I had a minor stroke and then a quintuple bypass and he decided that we didn't have too many years left and that we needed to go on a Prairie dog shoot out in the Dakotas. I think he was pretty sure I wasn't long for this world.</p><p> </p><p>We went on that shoot and had the time of our lives. You can imagine what it's like for a Squid and a Jarhead shooting against one another. We talked about living and dieing and how both of us had lived pretty good lives and how that was mostly due to the women we had married. Neither of us had any serious regrets except that we hadn't spent enough time together shooting and BSing.</p><p> </p><p>On the way home Red got sick and after a few days decided he better go to the ER. The news wasn't good. He had Cancer through out his whole body and only lived for two more weeks.</p><p> </p><p>I really didn't think I could ever go back to that dog town we had found but another buddy wanted to go so we did. There were a lot of Ghosts out there but after the first few days the sadness left and I could feel Red's presence. I've been back every year for the last 6 years and when I'm there I feel close to him. I know he's watching me and commenting on my misses and hits, the new rifle I bought and the stupid stuff I sometimes do. </p><p> </p><p>Go back out there and take him with you in your heart. He'll enjoy it and after a time, you will to.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="jerrschmitt, post: 526106, member: 16076"] My Buddy Red and I started hunting together back around 1960. We were both in the service, him a Marine and me in the Navy. He got out of the service and I stayed in but we got together every few years and did some shooting. After I retired we lost track of each other for a while but through the internet, we reconnected and started up where we had left off. Our wives had worked together and were good friends so it made it real nice. A few years ago I had a minor stroke and then a quintuple bypass and he decided that we didn't have too many years left and that we needed to go on a Prairie dog shoot out in the Dakotas. I think he was pretty sure I wasn't long for this world. We went on that shoot and had the time of our lives. You can imagine what it's like for a Squid and a Jarhead shooting against one another. We talked about living and dieing and how both of us had lived pretty good lives and how that was mostly due to the women we had married. Neither of us had any serious regrets except that we hadn't spent enough time together shooting and BSing. On the way home Red got sick and after a few days decided he better go to the ER. The news wasn't good. He had Cancer through out his whole body and only lived for two more weeks. I really didn't think I could ever go back to that dog town we had found but another buddy wanted to go so we did. There were a lot of Ghosts out there but after the first few days the sadness left and I could feel Red's presence. I've been back every year for the last 6 years and when I'm there I feel close to him. I know he's watching me and commenting on my misses and hits, the new rifle I bought and the stupid stuff I sometimes do. Go back out there and take him with you in your heart. He'll enjoy it and after a time, you will to. [/QUOTE]
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