Taylor P.
I remember my first time going to The Shack for deer hunting. I knew a few of the guys that were going to be up there, but I was still the "new guy" at camp. I had met Jack maybe once or twice before this day. I was making the rounds saying hi and introducing myself to all the guys. I finally got to Jack, who was parked next to the wood stove. I shook his hand, and before I could get one word out he looks at me and says, "who the hell are you?!" I proceeded to tell him who I was, and he responded, with his grin, "well damn glad to have you here." His welcoming smile and presence will be something I will never forget and will forever be grateful for. See you back at the shack Jack.