Thanks Pappy, Dave, fella's.
He was the kind guy who'd stuff MRE tissue in a shrapnel wound wrap some tape over it and carry his broken and busted men out. They say great leadership is infectious and breeds competence. He was that guy. In 2005 he took 141 men into the hell that was Iraq then and brought every single man home on two feet. His leg got broken about six months in and he never took any treatment until we were leaving. Most guy woulda just said "fuk it" and took the the first thing smoking back to states. Not Bart, that was just like another challenge to him, think he sais "I show these insurgents, i beat their asses on one leg".
He was one the best bow hunters I ever saw. We hunted, scouted, soldiered and built bows a bunch together over the years. Heck we both were just saying after he killed this great buck that we will watch each other as old farts grow old chasing whitetails. Sure, as we age we lose people we cherish and that's gods will I can accept that.
There will never be a morning i get up before sun up, pack my gear, reach for my bow that I won't for a minute think " I wonder what Bart's up to".
Sua Sponte my Brother.
RLTW~
Shawn