We get all kinds here RCC. The one that tops my list happend to my neighbor this pheasant season. A nice rig with Washington state plates pulls in his yard during morning chores. The guy asked my neighbor permission to hunt his ranch. My neighbor thinks it over, says yeah what the hell, and started to walk away. The hunter hollers at him to wait a minute then goes to his rig and brings out a big box of fresh Washington cherries and apples as a gift. You can bet that gesture will insure a hunt next year. Why does my neighbor get the good guys and I get all the idiots? J.R.B. jerb
