“How I Freed Myself From the Jaws of Death”
“How I Freed Myself From the Jaws of Death” By David M Goodman Sr. About thirty years ago on an annual trip to the mountains… The fishing had been good this particular year. One morning I got up at 4:30. (My god was I ever that dumb)… I was wearing waders, carrying a rod and reel, and had a creel... Sign in to see full entry.