Gracious folks

Many moons have passed since I took a group on a fishing trip to Lena Lake in the Bob. It consisted of myself, daughter Tracey and two gals from back east, who came recommended by a man I once guided on an elk hunt. Pastor Hodges too, and his cousin, a dentist from Portland, Oregon. That was back before the criminals took over the city.

We hired Virgil Burns to pack everything and was furnished horses for the group. Me and Tracey had our own mounts. Arriving at Virg's outfit early there was Virgil just pulling tight on a mantie rope, I couldn't pass it up. I sez; "Virg someone said outfitting...