The Last Windrow: A run-in with wildlife
That was one, big, black bear!
I came from a time and a place where wild animals were to be scorned, hated, destroyed and just plain done away with. It was a time not too distant from the days of the homesteaders, where everything wild was perceived as a threat. And, indeed, some of those threats were warranted.
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