For many years we have posted a monthly report for our many followers and hunters to keep everyone informed as to what is going on presently at Buck Run and to showcase hunter successes as well as our disappointments. This month will be much different as it is not about us and our accomplishments or even about groups of hunters. Instead this report will be about one man, Dr. Jeffrey S. Bennett.
In July of 2012 when our grandson Asher, age 5 was fighting for his life after having been infected with the E-coli virus which rapidly developed into the very deadly HUS Syndrome, it was Dr. Bennett who called or texted every two hours at the least to obtain vital metabolic numbers, to relate to us what to expect next, to encourage us, to pray for us and to give us hope. Not a single day went by without dozens of contacts from a man who had no earthly ties with or who had never met Asher. After 19 days of intensive care and after two crash cart experiences Asher was released from the hospital and we were able to bring him home. It was not until eight months later that Dr. Jeff was able to meet Asher. One can only imagine the hugs, tears and smiles of jubilation as the two embraced! Jeff’s smile was contagious. There was never a conversation with Jeff without it.
Jeff was always concerned about everyone he met at Buck Run. Whether it was an older individual in his later years, a younger person having financial or domestic issues or someone with a simple health matter, Jeff always had advice and a word of encouragement and comfort. He often called me and those individuals to check on their wellbeing. He was truly a man of great detail, wisdom and compassion!
Jeff had many unique and individual expressions, 4 of which I will never forget. The first was every time Jeff harvested a deer he would text me to tell me there was “one sleeping” in the road or food plot so be quiet when I picked him up so as not to disturb him. Secondly, after every meal without fail he always complimented Sandra on her gourmet cooking with the words “pretty tasty”! Thirdly, Jeff never killed or harvested anything. Whether it was deer or turkeys he simply “caught one”. Finally, his true love-----turkey hunting. I was constantly reminded there was only 140 days left until turkey season, then only 110 days until turkey season then only 55 days and so on. When he arrived on March 19th this year the day before opening day I reminded him that there were 0 days until turkey season. With that infectious smile Jeff replied, “Nope”! According to Jeff turkeys didn’t gobble, they “chirped”. Always asking me “were they chirping yet”?
On March 23, at 6:00 AM Jeff was dropped off at one of his favorite turkey hunting spots, the famous “Hollywood Swamp”, named such for a very notorious turkey, Hollywood. I received a text from Jeff at 7:23 with the caption, “I caught one”. At 8:14 another of Jeff’s favorite hunting buddies received a text and picture with full hunt details with the caption “I caught one”. That would be his last catch! Jeff was found deceased later that morning with spent shell in hand, gun under his arm and turkey by his side. If I could only be so lucky! The entire 2016 deer and turkey season will be dedicated to our very special friend for over twenty years. Thanks for the memories dear friend!