John, I can relate to your experience as though I were there. My wife was born in Greenville. Her parents moved the family to CT when she was in her teens, but when her dad retired from CG, He and his wife went back to the woods. He passed away a few years ago, but my wife and I decided to keep the place, and have been slowly rebuilding. We're just out of town on the Lilly Bay Rd.
My father in law was one of the early members of the snowmobile club and told me about their trek into the crash site. I shiver each time I think about how cold it was, where men just keep going because they know they have to.
I managed 4 of those frisbee birds earlier this year, up near the airport. (Sortakinda. Promised my wife's uncle I wouldn't tell. Yeah, right) I was using my then-new-to-me 16ga. lifter. Everytime I mention a different spot to her uncle or cousins, and say " 'Spose there are birds in there?" the standard response is "I spect there are"
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