The clouds were rolling in. I could feel it in my bones that something dramatic was about to happen. And then the storm hit: Three of my friends and hunting buddies went through painful, challenging life experiences. One separated from his wife. One went through depression. And another brought a long-standing addiction into the light. In one moment, the skies seemed blue, and the future looked bright. And then, with the passing of time and innocence, an eerie sense of danger moved in. Soon after, these situations struck, causing severe damage and pain to our entire community.
To call this life hard would be like calling a the Milo Hanson buck
