John Louis Brever

John and I had decided to travel Northern Calif and fish all the streams and lakes. John had just bought a fly rod and wanted totry it out. So up in the mountains we went     Down one road we went on was very narrow and I was on on top of the ridge of the mountain; thren john said look at the drop off on this side. I said I know but my side was worse. Johns hands were white from holding the arm rests of the seat. I told him not to worry because we were going to go down hill and we did, straight down hill, the brakes were smoking and john had just about crushed the two arm rests. When we reached the bottom he said lets not go through the mountains but stay on flat land and fish the streams. So thats what we did, I was amazed how john used his fly pole. Like a master. Unfortunately we never caught a fish, so we made up a story if asked where the fish were we'd tell them that we were catch and release on that trip. We had the time of our lives. We laughed constantly. We had fun. i really miss my friend.
                           Julian

Once when John + I went hunting at Laporte, Ca; we set up a tent in the campgrounds. We moved everything we had into the tent as it looked like it may rain. Well, it did and hard. The tent leaked on one side so we had to move some of the stuff. In the other half of the tent was a cot to sleep on and it was dry. John claimed it claiming he was a guest. He laid down on the cot with his head by the door opening of the tent. I told him to be careful because you never know what might walk in. He said I'm not worried and I'm not giving this cot up. We all laughed. After a while it quit raining so I went out and put a tarp over the tent so it wouldn't leak anymore. About an hour later a large furry animal walked very slowly into the tent right under Johns head. He said what is that. I told him it was the largest racoon I had ever seen. If she doesn't have babies with her I'll be able to shoo her out. I did. John traded places with me and it didn't rain anymore but I doubt that John got any sleep.

I remember how at night I would fall asleep in my parents bed. As soon as I fell asleep my dad would carry me to bed in my own room. As soon as he would lay me in my bed he would slowly start to tuck me in. I remember that when I tried to sit up to give him a good night kiss, I found myself totally immobile. He would tuck me in so tight that I literally couldn't move a muscle. To this day that is one of my fondest memories.