S. Robey

You never know how you are going to feel when traveling to a new place. Are you going to be scared or nervous, you just don’t know? I had not one bit of that when it came to Roy, Bryan and of course big Derrick. It was just like seeing friends that you haven’t seen in 20 years and you start right back off where you ended so long ago. With a hi, how are you and a big hug to finish the hello. Then there’s the joking that good friends would commonly do when seeing one another. Then all the other guys like Carl and all the John’s, it was like getting to see your family, your brothers that you have never met yet there is a bond that you didn’t expect to happen in the first few minutes of meeting. A lifelong bond that will never end, not even in death. I have never met men so selfless in the pursuit of helping others. Most usually have a hidden agenda, but not Roy and Derrick, no not these two. They are kind, knowledgeable and all-around great men that I know I have the pleasure of calling my friends. This is something I don’t take lightly. I have many friends but not many friends that I can call my brothers like Roy and Derrick and all the others. I did shoot a bear but was unable to recover it. It is bittersweet but part of the game we call hunting. It is ok because hunting is not just the pursuit of an animal it is about the memories you share and the fellowship with your brothers. I will go through life knowing I am a better man for getting to meet everyone I did on this trip and being able to share the memories of my adventures in Grafton, NH with my family. Thank you WWIA, Roy and Derrick