
Written by: Charles Few. Lancaster, PA The day had been cold, dark and foreboding. It was now late in the afternoon. There was a front moving in and several inches of snow were predicted. Right now, however, the ground was clear and dry. If it did snow, this would be the first snowfall of the season. It was mid December in Pennsylvania. Rifle deer season had closed and the second season for grouse was open. So far, I had missed the entire autumn hunting season. Major heart trouble followed by a particularly nasty gut infection had brought...








