Hello Will.
I have to admit I am a coward. I read your reply yesterday, and I could not respond at the time.
We have never met other than through the words typed on a screen. So how can this touch someone so .
I said the other day that I am not really the praying kind, and I sure have never been.
Not that I don't believe in God, for I surely do.
I just don't talk to him much.
A cowboy thing perhaps, how I grew up a person just kind of keeps their hurts inside.
It has taken a pretty big hurt for me to bow my head and pray, I never have been much for getting on my knees. I always figured God was kind of like the fellows I respected as a boy , and askin was better than beggin.
I would ride out somewhere until it felt right and then with just my horse and some rocks and trees I would ask for some help.
It has always come, so whoever is getting my messages I don't figure minds how I ask.
I am going to ask for a little help now, for a friend.
And every time I go out my door with a rifle I am going to ask again.
Your friend , Craig.
Ps, I realize that when you take me calling this fall you might still be a little under the weather.
So don't worry, I would not want for you to strain yourself, we can just take my rifle!
Heads up compadre! there's a lot of trail ahead.