This past March fellow member and great supporter Don Minier of East Leroy (Battle Creek area) passed away. Don was one of a very few who knew how to call up a gobbler during the very first days of turkey hunting. His reputation was well known among the rest of us would be turkey hunters. Don’s parents owned a restaurant north of Reed City in Osceola County and in the early days Don turkey hunted in this area. Each year he came to the Wild Turkey Hunters Rendezvous. If you attended our event Don met you at the door and was happy to collect your entrance fee.
Don spent many years introducing and educating youth and young adults to turkey hunting and calling in their first turkey was on of his passions. He spent a great deal of time deer and turkey hunting with handicapped disabled veterans.
Bon Voyage Don, a great friend and supporter. You are truly missed.
ALONE, SITTING QUIETLY AGAINST MY TREE THIS COLD AND SNOWY MORNING …. I WAIT.
SLOWLY, THE DARKNESS PASSES AWAY AS A NEW DAY BEGINS, THE SHADOWS TAKE SHAPE. THE EASTERM SKY BRIGHTENS. HE’S COMING AND SO …. I WAIT.
MY MOVEMENTS ARE SLOW AND PRECISE. MY EYES SEARCH. MY EARS LISTEN …. I WAIT.
QUIET, SO QUIET.
I CAN HEAR MY THOUGHTS, MY BREATHING, MY HEART. I CAN FEEL THE BLOOD FLOWING IN MY VEINS.
MY SURROUNDINGS EXCITE ME AND ….
GRAY TREES IN MANY SHAPES SURROUND ME.
BARE, EXCEPT FOR THE FALLING SNOW TAKING HOLD. BLACK AND WHITE IN COLOR.
SQUIRRELS AWAKEN AND BEGIN TO CHATTER. CHIPMUNKS SEARCHING FOR A WINTERS MEAL. BIRDS EVERYWHERE FLUTTER AROUND YOU. SUDDENLY, THE WOODS ARE ALIVE WITH SOUND ….
FAR AWAY, SHOTS ARE HEARD MARKING THE BEGINNING OF OPENING DAY, OTHERS LIKE MYSELF ALSO …. WAIT.
AS THE DAY PASSES AND EVENING COMES, THE SHOTS BECOME LESS FREQUENT. MOST HAVE LEFT THE WOODS FOR THE WARMTH OF THE FIRE AND FELLOWSHIP OF OLD FRIENDS. AND STILL ….
SOON, THE DARKNESS WILL BE COMPLETE.
THE SHADOWS RETURN, GETTING CLOSER BY THE SECOND.
AGAIN, ALL IS QUIET.
ALONE WITH YOUR THOUGHTS.
THE DAY HAS GONE BY SO FAST. YET, SO MUCH WAS EXPERIENCED. SO MUCH WAS SEEN, FELT AND ENJOYED.
AMONG THE TREES, HILLS AND STREAMS MY FRIENDS AND I AGAIN ARE CAMPED.
MY BUNK COMFORTS ME. THE FRESHLY BREWED COFFEE WARMS ME AND THOUGHTS OF TOMORROW EXCITE ME, AND WITH ANTICIPATION …. I WAIT.
C. DAVID BEARDEN 11-03-1986