Wednesday, January 24, 2024
So much fun and funny memories of our antics when we were young, in particular, our jackrabbit hunts. After a successful hunt, we skinned and then cooked-up our wild game! With Carol in the lead of the cooking stage we tried to bbq (terrible), then fried (tough), then baked (tougher). While the cookout was unsuccessful, the hunt sure was fun with Harvey laughing behind the wheel of the old blue van, me hanging out the passenger window, and Carol re-loading the 22, while holding onto me to prevent me from falling out of the van! In future, when I hear Frank Sinatra’s song, “My Way,” I will forever think of Harvey. RIP Harvey, I will cherish the fun, friendship, and the many memories of our younger days. Doug Kuntz
