All right, all right. I had a little time waiting on some information from a customer. Got

time to do a quick short video. At the end, I'm going to do a chapter one out of one of

my other audiobooks that I've got. And I'll tell you more about it right before we get

into that first chapter. But right now, let's jump into the video. A couple of stories. Hope

you enjoy it. All right, here we go.

Okay, this first story is from a police officer. He'll tell you this in the email, but he wants

to keep his name out of it. No problem. Here's what he writes. You can share my story, but due to

my profession, I would prefer to stay anonymous. I'm a police officer. Her works weekends. I have

a wife and four kids between them and my work. I don't have much time to myself. However, back in

January of 2017, I got the opportunity to go hunting and I stole away for a short trip.

My days all for Wednesday and Thursday, so I figured I would have the woods to myself. I drove

about 150 miles north to hunt the Davy Crockett National Forest west of Love, Contexas.

This is an area where I spent many hours hunting when I was young and I love this area.

Knowing it was going to be a quick trip, I took only the essentials to make things easier for

myself. I planned to camp in my pickup truck. All right, my dog's barking here. Chuck, what are you

barking at? He just barks sometime for no reason. Must have been around 11 p.m. when I got to where I

wanted to camp. It was an unpaid forest road, literally a dirt road. It was off a two-lane blacktop

country road in the middle of nowhere. It stretched about three miles from the blacktop to where it

dead ended in the woods. I passed one other camp as I drove in. It was about half a mile from

the country road. I drove all the way to where the road ended in the woods and we were about two

and a half miles apart. I backed my truck into the spot that wouldn't cause me problems if it

rained and I went about setting up what little camp I needed. That consisted of lighting the

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