Years ago, I was blessed to take a young man on a deer hunt before he passed away. The group of hunters were all young men and women, some as young as 10 that only had about a year to live. So, long story short.....I'm whispering in the blind on how exciting it was to be hunting and such. This conversation was going on during the prettiest sunrise you could ever imagine. The young man squeezed my knee. He politely asked me to stop talking. He told me that he only had a few of these left (sunrises) , and wanted to enjoy it. I was so humbled. He is now looking down on us, and our hunts. Appreciate the little things folks. I deal with death of young and old every day. Some things you can't explain. But I know I appreciate the sunrises just a little more. AL