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Show 1 Opinions Page 2 Thursday, June 15, 2006 The Gunnison Valley Gazette Shoes that both my legs would go inward until they faced completely backwards. So after a few trips to thetloctor they put me in a pair of shoes that had a medal bar between them. The shoes also had little brackets so that little by little they could put my feet and legs back into their proper position. I wor'e these shoes for the first two By years of my life. I, of course, MARK HENLINE don't remember a thing but dad said mom would cry to I went for an evening see me struggling around walk a couple hours ago and the floor in them. I still on my return trip up Main have that pair of shoes and Street, my trusty tennis I think they did the trick alshoes gave out on me. I was though I notice that when I right in front of "Lila Lee's" walk in the snow my tracks when I tore a big hole in one face straight forward where of the soles. The rest of the most peoples feet face out a walk home was like a big Forest Gump moment. You know when he says, "I've had a lot of shoes in my life." Like Forest, I too have had a lot of shoes in my life, work shoes, hiking shoes, * tennis shoes, church^ shoes, cleats,flipflops,snow little. shoes and even several pairs The next pair of shoes of those rubber boot that you that really bring back memwould put over your regular ories were my first pair of shoes and then buckle them Adidas tennis shoes. When up so your feet wouldn't get I was in junior high, Adiwet on the way to school. das were the shoes to have, I also figured out that I but they were expensive had something in common and being the oldest of five with Forest besides my IQ children I knew my parents of 75. Remember when he couldn't afford to buy me an says, "I'll bet if I think real expensive pair of shoes. hard I can remember my Well my father worked first pair of shoes," then he closely with a man whose closes his eyes really tight son was in my grade and was and remembers the shoes on the basketball team. One that were also braces for'his evening dad came home and legs. handed me a used pair of A few weeks after I was Adidas and said, "Todd had born, my Grandpa Henline to get a new pair of shoes for was holding me and he basketball and his dad said said to my parents, "What's that if you can use these, wrong with this kid's legs?" you're welcome to them." Then he showed everyone Wow! I was excited, my own Just A Thought Tom's Oak Creek elk hunt part two pair of Adidas I could hardly wait to wear them to school. Well as luck would have it, when I got to school I started opening my locker and who do you think walked around the corner? It was Todd and a couple of his friends. I looked down at my feet and then I looked up at Todd and he was staring at my feet and I felt myself turn bright red. But to my relief Todd was really cool about the whole thing, he just said, "Hi Mark" and I answered back, "Hi Todd" and he walked on by. To my knowledge he never told anyone where my shoes came from, which I really appreciated. And I wore those red striped Adidas until they fell off my feet. Then there were the pair of pointy toed cowboy boots I bought in high school to try and impress a girl. The first time I wore them she just laughed at me. Those boots made a quick trip to Deseret Industries and I went back to tennis shoes. I can tell this little trip down memory lane could go on and on so I better just wrap it up. But I do need to add that whenever I think of shoes, Sharon Harris comes to mind. I worked with Sharon for a couple years before she passed away and she always wore nice shoes. I don't know what it was, maybe she had an eye for fashion, or maybe she just knew how to wear shoes but for some reason they always looked nice. I suppose that's an odd thing to remember about someone but it's always stuck with me. Anyway.' it's just a thought. Living the Outdoor Lifestyle By C R A I G PAYNE Tom's trophy bull. Gathered around the camp fire, Torn, Rohn and I .shared what provisions we had stashed in our packs. A can of peaches, a couple chocolate bars and some kipper snacks got us started. Rohn had a bottle of Gatorade, while Tom and I had only water. We drug more wood close to the fire, speculating that we would need the warmth before daylight found us. There by the light of the crackling fire the three of us visited well into the night. Talking of hopes and dreams, of past hunts and of our chances of success on this hunt. We were fast running out of time and needed a change of luck if we hoped to grill anything more than memories on our barbecues this fall. once we decided what we were looking at, Tom fell right to sleep. He was out like a light. Rohn and I seemed to take turns cat napped. Sometimes when I would awaken he would be awake also and other times he would be sleeping. We took turns stoking the fire. We figured come morning our hunt would be simple. Nothing more than slip in on the bedded elk and take our pick. Man oh man were we wrong. About an hour before daylight the elk rose and moved past us in the timber. They were not even trying to be quiet. Then, as if they had never been there, they were gone. The forest was again quiet. No birds, no squirrels, no anything. Just absolute silence. From time to time we would turn our attention to the elk herd bedded nearby. Through our binoculars we could watch them. Like" the ghosts of the forest that they are, they would vanish from site by simply closing their eyes, only to reappear moments later. It took a while, staring into the impenetrable darkness, to discern what it was we were looking at. To be honest, it was quite unsettling for a while. There in the darkness, miles from anywhere, with a dozen or more eyeballs trained on us. It would not have taken much for our imaginations to have gotten away from us. But, We rose and readied for the day. Squelching the fire, we waited for the long overdue sunrise. Still fearful of the cliffs, we dared not venture off before daylight. With daylight came the sounds of bugling bulls. Not from the herd we spent the night with, but from far below. Easing towards the cliff tops we quickly located two bulls working their way up an oak brush choked draw, well below our vantage point. A quick conference ensued and the decision made that Tom and I would drop off the cliffs through a crack in the rocks, hoping to wait in ambush for the approaching bulls, while Rohn would retrace our tracks and retrieve the horses. With plans laid out their was little time to spare as Tom and I practically skied down the shale covered slope. Arriving at precisely the right moment, Tom harvested a beautiful six by six Oak Creek bull elk with one perfectly placed shot. The distance was very similar to the night before, but unlike previous attempts Tom's aim was true, taking the bull square in the neck. The old monarch never knew, we were there. After the field dressing chores were complete we began the arduous journey back to our odysseys origins. There we met back up with Rohn and our trusty steeds, who no worse for the ware, survived the night as well. Our ride back to camp gave Tom ample opportunities to relive the hunt and assure Rohn that his expert marksmanship skills were still intact. At camp we watered and feed the horses in preparation for the next days trip back into the high lonesome. Packing out Tom's trophy bull would be no easy task. As for my Oak Creek elk hunt and my shooting abilities, well lets just say that my preformance was less than stellar and leave it at that. Sponsored by 192 East 100 North Fayette 528-7999 vwvw.christensenarms.com e-mail: sales@christensenarms.com Call to sign up for upcoming Classes! June 14 - Aunt Betty's Attic Quilt June 28 -Applique with Wool Coming in July - Buggy Barn Spring Fever Class! We would like to express our gratitude to the many great people in this valley who have extended their love, friendship and support in numerous kind acts during this trialsome time with our daughter's health. We have truly been blessed in many ways during this and appreciate your kind acts and mostly your prayers in Kambree's behalf. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts. We hope ' to be back on the serving end soon. Love, Jason & Mary, The Okerlund Family. LINDA CAMPBELL'S FITNESS FORMULA Use your training time more effectively with personal training at a fraction of the cost. Join group body sculpting Instructor with 20+ years experience Former fitness model Former regional body building champion More Summer Classes! Monday - Saturday 6 a.m Call for info 528-3372 Fabr'c - K'ts - MacH'N* GUNNISON VALLEY Lane Henderson, Publisher Mark Henline. Edilor& Advertising Jodi Henline, Office Manager Call: (435) 528-5178 for subscription, news or advertising. FAX: (435) 528-5179 E-mail gazetle@gtelco.net The Gunnison Valley Gazette is published each Thursday by Gunnison Valley Gazette, L.L.C., 194 South Main Suite 101, P.O. Box 143 Gunnison, Utah 84634. 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