An old friend dies.
Not even 20 minutes ago my dad got a phone call from up north. A man I have known for I don't know how long, ever since I was a baby, died last night. His name was Hilmer Shane. He lived on the farm where I hunt, where my dad hunts, where my Grandfather hunted. We used to stay in a trailer on his property. We used to hunt on his property, until he
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