I was honored to be invited by the Bishops. The Bay was magnificent, the air was frigid, and to a man we were all witty, robust and, frankly, pretty fearsome.
We were not only a boatload of killers, however. We were, each of us, artists.
Poets, philosophers.
But mostly, killers.
This is Kevin Wild Man Fish Hunter. You do not mess around with Kevin Wild Man Fish Hunter.
The Steves.
Jeff did NOT puke. Jeff, in fact, flourished. And what joy that brought each of us.
I look forward to doing it again.
That day we couldn't take one bad photograph and let me just tell ya, a little lemon and rosemerry and they tasted great!
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