by Eddie Wright
When I was young, I looked up to my outdoor mentors. I was in awe of their strength and wisdom. There was so much time spent listening and learning that I never imagined there would come a time when their tree stands would sit empty and their rods would go uncast. I didn’t know how it would feel to go on fishing, hunting and enjoying the outdoors without them. However, as I got older, I realized that I would never be without them. The things I had always thought of as lessons and advice was actually them giving pieces of themselves to me that not only would I keep forever, but also pass them on to the next generation.
In September, I lost the man that introduced me to archery and showed me that the outdoors has room for us all. He taught me the finer points of archery that prompted me to teach others. The lessons he taught me stayed with me even to this day. When I’m in the backyard with bow in hand. I hear his voice saying “ready nice smooth draw, find your anchor point, remember to breath and focus on your release. I remember asking, “Why focus on the release and not the target.” He simply said “you don’t control the target so focus on what you can control.
I’ve shared my outdoor adventurers with so many great people. I really wish I could honor them all in writing but I don’t have space for a novel.
I honor them in my own way. When I’m out and the dark night sky starts to give way to the orange glow of dawn. I look up and I say, Thank You, wish me luck and I’ll see you when I get there. In tribute to all those we have to thank for our success, I just want to say thank you for all that you taught, thank you, Uncle Everett.
In memory of Everett R. Le Sueur Sr., 1943-2019.