A good friend of mine passed away yesterday.
Mark Harris hunted with my brother, Whip, Beach Bowhunter, Bob Walker, Charlie Lamb, and many others at the third Texas Sweat hunt when Curtis Keller was going strong.
Mark is the guy in the middle with the blue shirt on.
He was a friend of my father-in-law and Charlie Lamb so I got to know him pretty well. Mark had his flaws like the rest of us, but once I got to know him I learned to really enjoy his company. He opened up his farm to myself, Charlie, Andrew Kinslow, and Tom Porter (Gatekeeper).
We had a hell of a lot of good times at his bunkhouse which was a small house he built down by the fishing pond. It's became my "corner bar" where I went to hang out with my hunting buddies.
I helped Harris build deer habitat and put up treestand on his farm. We did a lot of work to help increase the deer numbers. I hunted there several years and finally this fall, I shot a nice doe with my longbow. I wish he was in this picture. Mark was always cooking or doing chores around the buckhouse to help make things nice for the hunters. He said he had to get something ready for our lunch so he didn't go out to recover the deer with us. I wish he had now!
Mark passed away on Tuesday morning suddenly. I will miss him and his lovely farm where he so graciously let me hunt. Here's to you my friend! God's speed.