Ritt

Well it looks to be the end. My buddy Ritt is in his final few days or weeks of life. We had a good visit the other nite. He told me that he was ready to go. He hoped that he went to sleep with his beloved Joanne and woke up in heaven. I will miss him but know that I will see him again. Going to go visit for a few minutes each day, hold his hand, talk about hunting and laugh and probably cry a little with each other. I only hope that I can can so the grace that he has shown to others on how to die. It truly is another adventure in life. another stage of life. One to look forward too. I will miss my duck hunting partner, my friend, my buddy... but he will be there "backing me up" with every duck that falls. God speed, Mr. Ritt.