Category Archives: Friendship

Without tubes and wires

Posted on July 17, 2018 by Jerry Johnson

…the best ending would be a sudden heart stoppage when a trio of rooster pheasants or a covey of prairie grouse explodes at my feet as I step in front of my dog Abbey who is locked on point, frozen … Continue reading →

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Hunting camp faux pas

Posted on August 12, 2016 by Jerry Johnson

Friendship is a curious thing. Handle it like crystal and it will become cloudy, turn brittle and soon shatter. Kick it around like a football and it will get scuffed, battered and worn but will still be ready for game … Continue reading →

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Something peculiar

Posted on May 17, 2016 by Jerry Johnson

    In the very long struggle to find out your own true character there is the real possibility you’ll discover a simpleton beneath the skin, or at least something deeply peculiar.             – Jim Harrison (1937-2016), American writer of … Continue reading →

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Scars

Posted on December 14, 2015 by Jerry Johnson

A man is the sum of his scars. ~from the novel Blood Sport – A Journey up the Hassayampa by Robert F. Jones (1934-2002) God will not look you over for medals, degrees or diplomas, but for scars. ~Elbert Hubbard … Continue reading →

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Three Guns

Posted on April 1, 2015 by Jerry Johnson

You are granted a year’s leave of absence from work and family responsibilities, handed an itinerary of a few dozen hunts across the North American continent, provided with all the necessary equipment, and are sent forth on this dream of … Continue reading →

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For Auld Lang Syne

Posted on December 27, 2014 by Jerry Johnson

And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere! and gie’s a hand o’ thine! And we’ll tak’ a right gude-willie waught, for auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my jo, for auld lang syne, we’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness … Continue reading →

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Bear hunt

Posted on August 30, 2014 by Jerry Johnson

Bear hunt Remembering Dave Wade: A tribute delivered at his Celebration of Life Service, August 26, 2014 Dave Wade was the best and closest friend I have had in my life. His friendship was so precious to me, and his passing … Continue reading →

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Gone on ahead

Posted on August 25, 2014 by Jerry Johnson

When I heard those words on the telephone – “Dave’s gone”- I did not feel the emptiness of death but only the loneliness of departure, as if I had been told, “Dave’s left on his elk hunting trip to the … Continue reading →

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The moment

Posted on June 25, 2014 by Jerry Johnson

You can go back to the place, but you cannot go back to the time.                         – Clement Seagrave The moment In one moment everything changed, and your life was not the same. A door closed, another door opened, and … Continue reading →

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Hiraeth

Posted on May 14, 2014 by Jerry Johnson

Hiraeth (n.) (Pronunciation: heer-ath) – A Welsh word that has no direct English translation; implies a longing or homesickness tinged with grief or sadness over the lost or departed, a yearning or nostalgia for a place or a home to … Continue reading →

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