Bear

This week marks the third anniversary of the loss of my dearest of friends, Dave.

He was a tall oak of a man and gave these giant bear hugs that no one will ever be able to replace.

He was simply my brother, nothing else, but he was everything to me.

I lost him in the slowest and cruelest way possible after a couple amputations and slow decline from a very rare form of cancer. It was ugly and it was horrific.

It couldn’t have happened to a kinder, gentler man.

He was the consummate outdoorsman and would be out in a deer blind with his bow somewhere right now if he could be. That was his favorite place.

This time of year in Michigan, Ted Nugent’s Fred Bear gets played all over the radio. I can’t hear the opening Riff without thinking of Dave immediately.

Here’s to you Dave:

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