My mother’s younger brother, Billy Vines, instilled in me a lifelong passion for the outdoors. Whether I am hunting, fishing or taking a walk in the woods, Uncle Billy’s spirit is with me. He died July 17, 2003.
By Dink NeSmith
This Thanksgiving story began 70 years ago. Every boy should be so lucky. When I was 6 years old, he was more than my uncle. He was my hero.
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