S. Malone

John, well it’s the morning to leave Camp Hackett and the rig. All the boys have pulled out except Jake and he is mulling around outside and around the barn and you are in town taking care of everything like you always do. You will never realize how much you have touched my heart. I felt at home here. My first hunting trip and I have learned so much. Listening to you and watching every move you, Jake and the boys made. I can truly see this being a passion for life. To have my first hunting trip with brothers of service meant more to me than words can express. Thank you for letting me spend time with you in the glorious woods and for introducing me to some fine people in town, Steve, Bob & Pat. One day, I hope to meet your lovely bride. Much luck in the future with the WWIA and you can always count on me to help! God bless.