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Not a day goes by without thinkin about him and he knows it.

I like your choice of units for setting him to rest. I have told my boys when we have been out in the middle of nowhere 27 to just leave me if that happens to me. Pile a bunch of big old elk antlers on me and call it good.

I can't tell you how many times I watched my dad hook a fish and then hand the pole to one of us kids, or grand kids. It is all about the hunt, the kill is just extra.

 

Bill, maybe somewhere that old guy has mended some fences........

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Ok, this post is a little too emotional for me. No, seriously I enjoyed reading about your father Snapshot and I enjoyed meeting you at the get together at Jim's house. My father was killed when I was 14 in a plane crash while scouting for elk in unit 27 back in 1994. I have thought about doing a memorial to him on this site. As soon as I scan some old photos in I will do it. There is a memorial to my dad made of rock and concrete with a plaque on top in a remote place in 27 where he killed his biggest bull. A good friend of his packed a 60 lb bag of concrete about 3 miles up hill to the spot and his son packed a few gallons of water. Whenever we find old sheds in there we pile them next to the monument.

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"Bill, maybe somewhere that old guy has mended some fences........"

 

 

I suspect it's a lot hotter than Yuma where is now.

 

Bill Quimby

 

 

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Ok, this post is a little too emotional for me. No, seriously I enjoyed reading about your father Snapshot and I enjoyed meeting you at the get together at Jim's house. My father was killed when I was 14 in a plane crash while scouting for elk in unit 27 back in 1994. I have thought about doing a memorial to him on this site. As soon as I scan some old photos in I will do it. There is a memorial to my dad made of rock and concrete with a plaque on top in a remote place in 27 where he killed his biggest bull. A good friend of his packed a 60 lb bag of concrete about 3 miles up hill to the spot and his son packed a few gallons of water. Whenever we find old sheds in there we pile them next to the monument.

 

 

Very cool memorial in the hills. Must be tough losing a father so young. I look forward to the memorial to him on this site.

 

Amanda

 

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I try to keep my dads memory alive and well. I named my son after him Steven Allen Phillips. I still have every single one of his guns all cleaned up and put in the safe waiting for my kids to get old enough. I have afew things that aren't worth much but they mean the world to me like : about 40 or so canadian goose bands from all the geese he use to shoot down here in Yuma when I would go huntin with him. He also had an Indian arrow head collection from my grandparents cabin in Idaho by yellowstone park, there must be at least 25. My favorite though is a 1967 Field and Stream magazine that has an article about him catching the Idaho state record Brook trout at 7 3/4 lbs on his fly rod. I want to keep as much stuff in my memory and in hand so I can show and tell my kids how great of a man there grandpa was.

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Ive been avoiding this for a while....I dont handle it well.... may God be w/ him and your family...Amen

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Brent, sorry I haven't responded sooner. This is the first night I have had a chance to get on here, due to my time spent scouting and hunting, and while congratulating the successful hunters and catching up I ran across your tribute towards your Dad. Thanks for sharing your story of him with us and I know how much you miss him by your post. It is very unfortunate he had to leave this world but he was doing something he loved and I hope I can be as fortunate as him when the time comes for me. Last week while sitting in my ground blind I thought with every lightning strike I was going to die and thought if it was my time why not go doing what I love to do. I was scared to death. I still have my Father but know the days are numbered and I shed a tear every now and then just thinking how it will be when the day comes he is not here to hunt with.

My heart goes out to you and I like to think your Dad is looking down from a better place and some day you two will be united and hunting in the happy hunting grounds that the indians have spoke of for years.

Keep the faith my friend! :)

 

TJ

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You and your father are class acts buddy. I hope to be so lucky to be rememberd as fondly as him. Next time I'm down there I will pray my hellos to his fine spirit. Thanks for shareing. BTW, he's still around- without a shadow of a dought, from someone who's seen concrete proof of life after death. He is still with you, especially when you visit the places you hold dear to your hearts. :). And yes, it's never trajic to pass on to the next life while doing what you love, it's an honor and heaven sent.

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Ok, this post is a little too emotional for me. No, seriously I enjoyed reading about your father Snapshot and I enjoyed meeting you at the get together at Jim's house. My father was killed when I was 14 in a plane crash while scouting for elk in unit 27 back in 1994. I have thought about doing a memorial to him on this site. As soon as I scan some old photos in I will do it. There is a memorial to my dad made of rock and concrete with a plaque on top in a remote place in 27 where he killed his biggest bull. A good friend of his packed a 60 lb bag of concrete about 3 miles up hill to the spot and his son packed a few gallons of water. Whenever we find old sheds in there we pile them next to the monument.

 

As you know Brian, I've visited the memorial. It was heart wrenching and I felt the presence of their great spirits and THE great spirit when I was there. Also re-stacked the antlers in a nice fashion around the plaque since the animals had them strown about. God bless Dave and Gary.

Ohh the 5x5 elk head had ben dragged half way down the hill, I brought it back up there for ya ;) . There was some remnants of some real gagger coues sheds too! I glassed up the sheds and was aww struck by what I found at the saddle when I got over there..

Beyond a cool thing to do. I hope my spirit wanders the same places some day, It would be so much easier to float around in that country to locate the horns and animals ya know, lol.

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As you know Brian, I've visited the memorial. It was heart wrenching and I felt the presence of their great spirits and THE great spirit when I was there. Also re-stacked the antlers in a nice fashion around the plaque since the animals had them strown about. God bless Dave and Gary.

Ohh the 5x5 elk head had ben dragged half way down the hill, I brought it back up there for ya wink.gif . There was some remnants of some real gagger coues sheds too! I glassed up the sheds and was aww struck by what I found at the saddle when I got over there..

Beyond a cool thing to do. I hope my spirit wanders the same places some day, It would be so much easier to float around in that country to locate the horns and animals ya know, lol.

 

Thanks Dustin.

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Brian,

 

I knew both your father and Gary, and they were both good men and good friends. It is great that there is a memorial to both of them up on the mountains that they both loved and worked hard to make better wildlife habitat for all of us to enjoy.

 

May their memories not be forgotten.

 

Darrell Tersey

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Your Father sounds like so many of the great outdoorsmen that put up with my sorry butt when I was young and up until their passing. I remember every one, miss them and thank them still. My own Father is the only one still around so I'm spending as much time as possible with him now, He's 78.

 

Thanks for sharing your memories.

 

Kent

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