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To Caracou Garou.

A brother Wolf has passed.
The wolves gather in their pack,
Their mournful howls filling the night.
A brother Wolf has passed on,
His memory a guiding light.

We never saw his face,
Nor heard his voice aloud.
We only read his words,
And hold his memory proud.

Good-bye my brother,
we miss your guiding words.
They will echo with the beasts,
And be lifted with the birds. ...

The Dream Buck 11-2-2008



It was an easy shot, 25 or 30 yards away. The doe was broadside and stepped out into the open and looked away. I was fortunate as I did have one arrow left in my quiver, a result of a fall out of the tree that I was sitting in.

The fall was not far, but unfortunately I had landed on my elk skin plains quiver that did not have any support. All but ...