I remember a story I heard about our GW in Covington Co. back in the 70's. His name was Johnny Holloway.
A guy shot a deer one night that ran a little way into the woods before it crashed. He went and found it, but couldn't get it to the truck by himself, so he went back to town to get a couple buddies to help. They got back to the deer, everyone grabbed a leg, and they started for the truck. About halfway, they stopped for a breather, and one of the guys commented that it was a good thing there were four of them to drag the deer out. The poacher, remembering how many people he had enlisted to help, said, "there aren't supposed to be but 3 of us dragging him out." Johnny's voice in the dark, "There aren't supposed to be any of us dragging him out!"
This sounds like a story about my older brother. He was heck on wheels and every game warden in Covington Co was after him and his buddies. Them boys gave Thagard Colvin a hard time on Blue Springs WMA. I'm pretty sure they alone are responisble for getting 22 mag outlawed on WMA lands. I learned early in life what not to do as I saw all the trouble he and his buddies got into. My poor mother had to deal with all his trouble!! I promised her I would not put her through that a second time.
"Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. Comes to us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday."
