Ed- This is for the time we tipped over the snowmobile sled (You know, the one that would never tip - even if the machine did.) And for all those bass we caught on Tommy's pond (Well, Geoff and I did!) For that mighty pocket-knife slash on Geoff's anchor rope ("CUT THE DAMN THING!") And for that perfect shot of the setting Leland sun, over a glass-topped Lake Michigan. (It's still on my bookshelf.) It's for the snowy day I huffed and puffed on your favorite XC trail - I tried to keep up!! "There's a beautiful lake, John - Just three more miles after we get to the top." It's for anniversary dinners and birthday brunches at Chicago's best, And for the St. Louis day I failed the "Find me a cigar store" test. Remember the mighty "mountain whitefish" on Montana's Gallatin? No trout, but nature had a better treat by the Old Faithful Inn. In Minnesota, "fake bear" I said; "Let's go back," you replied, and we did, as it lumbered into the trees. And at Leech Lake, "too shallow -- wait a minute, I've got a bite," then so many perch we could have filled the boat to our knees! It's for a snowless December hike on a high ridge trail, enjoying the rare sight of a soaring eagle - FROM ABOVE! But most of all, Ed, this is about a true friend's love. Now, you're gone - ahead, to that great wilderness area on high. So, look hard! Find us a good spot! I'll be coming one day, with my rod, my line, and my fly. I love you. I miss you. Rest well and be happy, Dear Friend. John
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