Thor's Hammer
Wolfish. Sometimes Bites.
I heard at the weekend that an old friend was killed in a car accident. He was a tree man, a hardwoods forester and business owner. A superb cutter and machine operator. He survived a tree being felled on him 20 years ago and suffered pains for it ever since. He and I fell out badly over business some years ago, and I'd not spoken to him since. I wish we'd settled our differences. He was 39, a year younger than myself.
RIP James Rigby.

RIP James Rigby.
