My friend Earl Jeter, of Champaign, Ill., was a master of squirrel hunting. But heart disease took Earl at the relatively young age of 56. We all have lost a friend, relative, or mentor like Earl.
But when the nights turn crisp and leaves blush color, memories of bygone experiences shared with Earl in the squirrel woods come flooding back to me.
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