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It was Christmas Eve several years ago in the north Georgia mountains. My wife’s parents live just outside Hiawassee. There was a gathering of the clan at the family home on my father-in-law’s cattle farm. It is not a big operation, but he’ll run 40 to 70 head on pastures along the Hiawassee River bottoms.…
The backwater slough of Lake Hoocheekoochee was only about as dark as the inside of a cow as Bubba gave frantic instructions: “How we ever gonna catch anything in here with you banging that paddle off the side of the boat, Skeet? You’ll scare everthang within castin’ distance into the next county by the time…
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