.........they just keep looking for birds in the sky. My last post was a happy note because I'll be taking two youngsters out hunting tomorrow for the youth pheasant hunt, but on a sad note I am compelled to relate that as two enter the sport one of us has passed. An old hunting buddy of my dad's, and a retired member of the FDNY, passed on yesterday. Bird watching with his wife in Long Island. Although I never hunted with John Fritz I know all the stories of my dad's hunts with him by heart. I knew him to be a great man and a great outdoorsman. I will miss you John and I will think of you often this fall. May you continue to see ducks as beautiful as that old squaw mount of yours......
