Full Black Phase Red Fox Squirrel Moon
Way back in my work phases, in the beginning, phase one, I had this great employee, Jeff, a high schooler, enthusiastic, strong like a mule and good hearted. Jeff had a buddy Kenny who worked for me as well. They had an Uncle, Uncle Bruce, who was actually Kenny's uncle Bruce but we all called him that, well he had a camp on Lake Dauterive, a great fishing lake east of Loreauville, ringed by a dense forest on one side of the camp and miles of sugar cane fields on the other. Uncle Bruce was what I call a character, a raconteur. Uncle Bruce's woods were where a the young squirrel hunters were brought to cut their teeth, so to speak. There was deer hunting and fishing as well and great meals and great times. One day while at my job as Park Superintendent in City Park, that would be phase three of my career track, my secretary, Miss Joyce (she actually ran the show, didn't need me!) opened my office door to say that uncle Bruce was outside wanting to see me. Bruce t...