Ron doesn't know me from Adam, but he's been a bad, bad influence on me since the early 80s.
I was shooting 110 pound compound bows back then, and happened to walk through a Doctor's lounge in the hospital I was working at when something caught my eye on the table.
Seems there were three issues of a magazine called THE LONGBOW SHOOTER'S DIGEST laying there. I'd never heard of such a thing. . . A longbow magazine. What'll they think of next?
Well, I picked up one of the issues, thumbed through the pages, and saw an article about some guy named Ron winning the national longbow championship with a 100-pound longbow.
"Well heck, I could do THAT" I said to myself as I carried away all three issues laying on the table, and thus began my long descent into total longbow addiction.
That was almost 30 years ago, and I still catch a lot of guff from guys because I hunt with heavy longbows. Well it's all Ron's fault, every bit of it, and if he doesn't write a book that will finally set me straight, I may be tempted to sue!
Heck, if it weren't for Ron and that photo in THE LONGBOW SHOOTER'S DIGEST, I would still be happily shooting 110-pound compound bows and be a lot saner!
Write the book man, write the book!