I don't think I could ever possibly say thank you enough to the landowner that not only lets me hunt,he let's me enjoy his little slice of heaven too,and one of my favorite things is watching him with his sons, sure brings back some good memories, see 2 1/2 years ago, I lost my son and hunting partner Dustin, lost 2 hunting partners really, my son Lance quit hunting and shooting when Dusty left,so as you could imagine, hunting was never the same,it became almost painfull and I about quit, but along comes this man with his two boys, down to my place to shoot, it hurt seeing them at first, but over the course of the summer it brought back the good memories,and I truly looked forward to seeing them, that next fall he got the farm, and has been since, practicing QDM, I try and help him as much as I can, but I feel it's never enough, this year for him I re-finished a old painted up a Howatt black mamba, it turned out absolutely beautiful, soon I will be applying some canebrakes to it as well as my gift for allowing me more than the hunt, The friendship, the understanding, and the healing I have found couldn't be bought at any price, but was given freely and I couldn't appreciate it more, So Rob,(Marblesonac on here), Thank You!, Your friendship has changed my life, the hunts have healed my heart, and your prodding has shown me a future that I never knew I had, You have made a difference my friend , one that I will never forget..........Steve