I am heading to Letcher County after I finish writing this edition of Struttin’ Time to be with the family of a lifelong friend, Millard Bates, who has crossed the Silent River.
As I reflect I am delighted to know that many of my friends are still on this side of the river, including me.
Every time I get back to Letcher County I speak with friends of mine who read every Struttin’ Time every week. I would love to be able to type in the names of all the people who tell me they read Struttin’ Time to take a short trip away from the worries of this life, but I can’t for fear of leaving someone out. You know who you are, and that is enough to make me happy.
I don’t know if everyone else is aware, but we probably have as many non-hunters that follow our journey as hunters. And the amount of women who read us is around 50 percent. Some of them are hunters and some fish, but all tell me they enjoy our trips.
Over the years I have had the honor to talk to you every week. I take that with pride. As our group of old time friends gets smaller, I hope to expand our circle with younger people to take our place.
I am into my Seventies, as are so many of our friends, but I get mail and calls every week from young people. One day you will open The Mountain Eagle, turn to the sports page, and the name on Struttin’ Time will be different
I hope it is later and not sooner, but remember that you and I have had a fun trip.