going to be going back over 30 yrs, this is going to hurt. I have had a buddy, that I introduced to shooting in the 70's, hunting, trapping, fishing, spearing, bull frogging, you name it. We were pretty much inseperable. We probably drank our first beer together. We were nearly "siamese twins". We shared a PD hunt in the early '80's, before it was "fashionable". We were one of the "first's" to hunt deer in Iowa w/ a muzzle-loader. We fought like brothers, sometimes w/ fists. But, within a few days, we were "brothers" again. We were always there for each other, no matter what! This morning, I rec'd a phone call, It was my buddy "Lars", he had "some bad news", I expected that one of his parents had fallen "ill", not to be. My buddy (read little brother) has cancer, terminal cancer. I am totally destroyed by the news. I am not looking for any sympathy, If you were to pray for Lars, I would be greatly appreciative. I have been friends w/ this guy for over 30yrs., and I can't imagine living with-out him. Thanks, for reading, Russ
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