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Bill spent most of his young life outdoors. He was either tromping through the deep snow with snow shoes on or getting into the deep wilds with his dad to look for beaver. They often hiked along trails seldom used looking for some elusive pool where the large trout were. Bill often hunted alone in the deep forest hoping to bring down the 10 point buck with his 30-30. He helped his dad catch, skin, and stretch a lot of furs. He shot his first deer at thirteen and brought home his first big trout before he was old enough to record it to memory. On the farm, he learned the secrets of the carpenter, the cleverness of the electricians and the gross language of the itinerant laborers. “Is that all there is to life?” Bill had asked his father during a long summer of hard work. “What’s that?” his father replied. “Work…. Eat …Sleep! Ray thought for a moment before he finally gave his reply. “there are moments in time that make everything worthwhile.”
R. W. Doyen
R W Doyen grew up on a small farm outside of Mexico, Maine. Surrounded by miles of forest land, lakes rivers, and streams. He spent much of his youth hunting, fishing and trapping. All of it in the company of his father. Following graduation from the University of Maine, he attended the Pennsylvania College of Podiatric Medicine, and after twenty-five years of practice, he gave up medicine, relocated to NC, and started a new business constructing sea walls. At the age of sixty-two, he retired and embarked on a new adventure— writing stories based on his own experiences. His life as a boy never left his mind. Moments In Time came from those long ago adventures.