gordon 2
Senior Member
I don't know about some of you guys and gals, but Woody's passing is hard on me. And I hope not inappropriate if I talk about him.
I talked with Woody many times via personal message, usually about deer and taxidermy. And for him I am blessed with the wisdom of many ( individuals) that I would other wise not have come to know. There is a hole in my heart that is hard to explain.
Once I asked a preacher on here about some spiritual matter and when it was evident that the preacher was not going to answer me, guess who piped in? It was Woody! I think his answer went something like this, "Yes, Jesus is truly wonderful."
Woody truly loved doing taxidermy for you guys and girls. He liked doing deer, but also liked fish. He told me so. I think that a great, quality trophy for a deserving, appreciative hunter was his satifaction and perhaps his pay as is the case with many creative people.
He would often mention his deer hunting trip in New Brunswick, Canada to me and that he was still in communications with the guides (hunters) he had met over there. Woody never closed the door on being a gentleman.
There are really no words, no answer for the loss I feel. And I know that many who knew this man today are in the same boat as me.
It was all too soon, Woody Coffee.
I talked with Woody many times via personal message, usually about deer and taxidermy. And for him I am blessed with the wisdom of many ( individuals) that I would other wise not have come to know. There is a hole in my heart that is hard to explain.
Once I asked a preacher on here about some spiritual matter and when it was evident that the preacher was not going to answer me, guess who piped in? It was Woody! I think his answer went something like this, "Yes, Jesus is truly wonderful."
Woody truly loved doing taxidermy for you guys and girls. He liked doing deer, but also liked fish. He told me so. I think that a great, quality trophy for a deserving, appreciative hunter was his satifaction and perhaps his pay as is the case with many creative people.
He would often mention his deer hunting trip in New Brunswick, Canada to me and that he was still in communications with the guides (hunters) he had met over there. Woody never closed the door on being a gentleman.
There are really no words, no answer for the loss I feel. And I know that many who knew this man today are in the same boat as me.
It was all too soon, Woody Coffee.
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