This week is the fifteenth anniversary of my oldest brother Dave’s passing. Dave was my turkey hunting partner. We shared the joy of being at our hunting property — hiking and exploring, learning about all the different plants, watching how the hydrology changed what we saw from one year to the next, watching the birds and listening to their different calls, catching sight of the various animals as they stealthily picked their way through the underbrush…
And learning how to hunt turkey together. Oh the stories I could tell about our fun times — about the ones that scared us “half to death,” about the ones that got away, and about the ones that didn’t!
He died much too young at 54 years of age and our family has felt his loss immensely. The brain tumor that took him from us has taken many other heroes also. Senator John McCain for one. I pray the researchers will find a cure for this horrible disease soon.
Note: Coincidentally, 9/11 happened just three years earlier — another day to remember!
What a wonderful tribute to your brother, Donna. He must have been very special to you.
Hi! Lucy — all my brothers are very special to me, but because we hunted together, David and I got to know each other better. Yes, I miss him terribly.