Suzanne M Woods
I remember when we all went to the uintah mountains for a family camping trip and Mom and Kellie stayed at the camper while Dad and I left to go to the store. While we were driving down the road, a ruffed grouse ran across the road and dad hit it with the bronco. Dad pulled over over and had me jump out and grab the grouse. We went back to camp and Dad told me to throw the grouse at her feet and tell her, " Here's dinner, get cooking woman!" OH man! The look she gave me is one I will never forget as Dad and I hurry and leave her with the dead grouse at her feet!