When we closed down our bird-hunting/trout-fishing cabin, Andy’s Acres, for the winter we said a solemn goodbye to several departed friends—friends whose presence had unfailingly warmed our souls and buoyed our spirits. They’d given the last full measure of devotion, and their names should not be forgotten. Hail and farewell, then, to Jeff, Mark, Craig, and Woody.
Bourbon by a landslide
by Tom Davis - Tuesday, Mar 1st, 2022