One Man's Legacy

Many moons ago, long before I had any gray in my beard (or any beard at all, for that matter), I knew a man in hunt camp who helped me become a better hunter and a man. His honest example of friendship was something I guess I'll never forget - I hope not, anyhow. His name was Don Poyet, and he's been gone from this earth for a few years now, but he lives on in my fond memories.

Honoring an Old Hunter