Very nicely done Mrs. Pat Ely. I lost my father May 13, 1999. I feel closest to him when I'm in the deer woods. I hear him there and I feel that is where he hears me best, too.

We have a tradition we started since Dad has left us to our own in the deer woods. All the boys use Dad's old JC Higgins 12 gauge pump to take deer. It keeps him hunting with us, just how we like it.

You owe me a box of tissues!

Thanks Pat. From me and my Pop.

Uncle Matt (in IL)