Baltimore Bowmen, 2021.
I missed this, and will miss Dave in future ones. The locust reminds us that special things come once in a great while. It would be too weird if Dave and I had shared seventeen Trad Classics there, and one can waste a lifetime counting things.
I just know that one should count to One, This One, and enjoy it as if it is the only one. I have been fortunate to count many days spent in the woods, sunrises, mists in the river bottoms, wonderful places made special by light, temperature, rains and people.
It is the temporariness of these things that make them special, and priceless.
Thank you, Doc, for the wonder and light that you have brought to so many, just by being you, and the individuality of your thoughts. You have a big heart, and I will carry you with me as a treasure found.
Godspeed, and God keep you, in His infinite love forever.
Kathy