Gary Reeder
This morning about 8 AM a gentleman
Friday, June 16, 2023, 22:15

south of here was sitting on his porch drinking a cup of coffee. A big black bear (let's call him Huey) came up to him, drank his coffee then dragged the coffee drinker, (let's call him George) off into the bushes, and ate him.
Now when relatives come by to visit and ask where is George, the wife will have to tell them "a bear ate him". The relative will laugh and say "yeah right now where is George". The wife will point to a small trail and tell him to walk about 50 yards down that trail and you will see a big pile of bear shit, that's George".
The story above is true. The names of the bear and his lunch have been changed to protect the innocent.