ML's brother Jim writes...
We had just made a long drive (deer hunting) and in Harrison there are a few hills. I was standing on the bottom of a hill on the highline talking to a hunter that wasn't one of our gang. Bill was coming down off the hill. He was about half way down and I told him to go back up because we were driving to the Pine Hill--which was over some more hills. He proceeded telling me &$#@%@@:"$@ no. Then he saw that it was a lady I was talking to and almost ran back up the hill. Turns out he had to come back down because we weren't making that [next] drive.
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