We all NEED FRIENDS !!!

gare

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I know this is not concerning coyotes . It might include some varmints though. We all need friends and should remember it is hard to take back something said or typed in a spur of the moment. I HAVE no right to say this BUT I REALLY LIKE to read ALL of your comments. I try to apply what i think will work in my area and when someone takes the time and writes back a reply I WANT to thank them. If I ask a question it is not to embarrass someone . It is to increase my Knowledge . Thanks
Here is a email i received hope you all like it and i think we can all learn a lot form that email.

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my
class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked
like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would
anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd."
I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my
friends tomorrow afternoon),so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.

As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran
at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he
landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the
grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible
sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to
him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear
in his eye.

As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really
should get lives." He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a
big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real
gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he
lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had
never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before
now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We
talked all the way home, and I carried his books.
He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to
play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes. We hung
all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him,
and my friends thought the same of him.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books
again. I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some
serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!" He just laughed and
handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became
best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college.
Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we
would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He
was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football
scholarship.

Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about
being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it
wasn't me having to get up there and speak.

Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys
that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually

looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls
loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days.
I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be
great!" He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one)
and smiled. "Thanks," he said.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. "Graduation
is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough
years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but
mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend
to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a
story."

I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the
first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't
have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard
at me and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend
saved me from doing the unspeakable. "I heard the gasp go through
the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest
moment. I saw his mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same
grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small
gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God
puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
Look for God in others.
 
gare
Thanks for sharing the story. You just never know what impact small things we say and do can have on others.

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Chuck
 
John: Thanks for your kind words. i just see so many boards get torn up because of someone says somthing they really didn't it to sound the way it did. There are to MANY GREAT CALLERS on these predator boards to lose any because of a different view point.
 
Great story, so true.

One of the great things about predator hunting, is you meet new friends. Sometimes they are different than yourself, sometimes very similar. Still, it's nice to meet new friends.

RE
 
Gare I have to agree with you. There is a wealth of information on these boards yet all to often the flame wars start because of the way things are said. Some times I just need to keep quiet and remember I learn something from everyone. Every time someone chooses to leave a board we all loose.

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Chuck
 
Yeah, me too. I have made a bunch of friends on these message boards. A couple enemies, okay; only one that I am sure of, but still a very acceptable average. One thing for sure, there will be misunderstandings. Inevitable. Sometimes, the Internet requires a thick skin.

Good hunting. LB
 
Good story Gare,and point well taken
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Meats
 
Maybe if we all adopted the attitude of the football playing kid in the e-mail story our society wouldn't be in the mess it's in today. Road rage, school shootings, teen suicide, drug abuse, and God only knows whatelse would become a non-issue. We ask our schools and police to teach character education. I was taught those things by my parents. I'd be willing to bet the football player above had good parents. Remember, someone is always watching us, here and above, someone is always watching.

[This message has been edited by GC (edited 03-10-2001).]
 
That was a neat story Gare. The best we can hope for here is to maintain a reasonable level of civility. There will always be disagreements. I would be disappointed if there wasn't. The important thing is how we handle those disagreements. I have been in as many heated debates and had to apologize more than anyone. Like Leonard said, the internet requires a thick hide. He's right! You cannot see the expressions, you cannot hear the voice, you cannot shake the hand so you just have to give people the benefit of the doubt at times.

I will give you an example of a on going debate with myself and another man. This debate centers around the importance of human scent as it relates to trapping success. He thinks it's very important and I think it's inevitable and not as important as other things. He thinks I am doing a dis service by under emphasizing it and I think he is doing a dis service by over emphasizing it. I would guess the truth probably lies in the middle.

The wonderful thing about these forums, as compared to other forms of the written word, is that there is debate. Debate presents two sides and allows people to make up their own minds. That is great when compared to having people blindly follow someone who is influential without giving them a second thought. Our laws are founded on debate and debate is good. Not questioning things and following blindly is bad. Expect debate and appreciate it just keep your emotions in check. I am saying this to myself too. Wiley E
 
I try to practice 2 rules in relationship to these boards, and the Internet in general.

1. Never write an email, or post something on a board, before I have my first cup of coffee in the morning.

2. If someone posts something that really gets my hackles up, never type an immediate answer. Walk away and do something else, and think about it for awhile.

Occasionally I break either one, or both, of these rules. I usually regret it!
 
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