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Handler: The Life of Fred Dileo ~ Chapter Four

December 29, 2017 | Fred Dileo | Comments

How did Fred Dileo become a handler? From the bottom up, starting with nothing, fueled by determination and a desire to learn. He traveled to Texas after high school, worked in construction a while, then on a dude ranch. His mother had given him a Setter pup during high school. He trained it to hunt on pheasants on a state wildlife management area near his home and skipped school to Read more

Handler: The Life of Fred Dileo ~ Chapter Three

December 28, 2017 | Fred Dileo | Comments

Three essential ingredients make a handler: Mentors, owners, dogs. These ingredients plus talent and work, tempered by dedication, or determination. On these Fred Dileo built his career. Then on the personal side, there was Patricia, the love of his life, and Taylor, his daughter, much like him in personality and equestrian skills and like her mother, a beauty. Riding at Chinquapin in 1995 to watch his Double Rebel Buck was Read more

Handler: The Life of Fred Dileo ~ Chapter Two

December 27, 2017 | Fred Dileo | Comments

I met Fred in January 1995 at the Florida Open All-Age Championship. He was there to run his string, including Double Rebel Buck, who emerged the Champion. I was there to report my first field trial, as excited as a six year old on Christmas Eve. Fred was thirty-four, I was fifty-seven. Fred and Buck would repeat the win in 1996, and I would repeat as reporter (2018 will be Read more

Handler: The Life of Fred Dileo ~ Chapter One

December 26, 2017 | Fred Dileo | Comments

This is the story of a man who began with nothing and reached the pinnacle of his profession at age forty-six, only to be struck down in a senseless vehicle accident. His profession was all-age pointing dog trainer-handler, an obscure calling unknown to all but a few. Yet, among the small cadre of field trialers scattered across North America, the profession carries a mystique, and its top practitioners are deeply Read more

Incompatible (A Story for Christmas)

December 24, 2017 | Ben Reach, Short Stories | Comments

Ben Reach was accustomed to inquiries about employment from plantation dog men in the spring. In fact the firings and quittings among them in that season was known as the Spring Shuffle. But when Red Roberts called Joanne for an appointment the week before Christmas and reported he was out of a job, Ben could hardly believe it. First, because this was prime quail hunting season. Plantation owners had guests Read more

Apprentice Scout

December 19, 2017 | Short Stories | Comments

The year was 1961. Mose Green had scouted for Ike Weeks thirty years. Mose was black. Ike was white. They lived mid-March through June in Southwest Georgia, but spent most of nine months of the year away, July through mid-September on Canadian prairie, the rest of the year on the road traveling to trial venues, Midwest, Southwest, finally Deep South for the cold months. They traveled in a two-ton truck, Read more

Four Visitors

December 9, 2017 | Ben Reach, Short Stories | Comments

It was two weeks before Christmas. Ben and Sam had mixed emotions, glad to be seeing old friends back in Albany to visit family over the Holidays, sad to realize the ranks of friends were shrinking. A few of their many acquaintances knew the sure way to find them together this time of year was to drop by Ben’s office at 4:30 or so. With days short they met early Read more

The Little Brown Bird

December 7, 2017 | Prose | Comments

For twenty-two years Life has given me An annual week That renews The second week in January I enter a world Where the parts of nature I love most Surround me Where wiregrass on ridged sand Tall pines here and there And a little brown bird We call quail thrive At dawn they whistle To greet one another From where they slept Tail to tail in a circle Then they Read more

Unfortunate Neighbors

December 1, 2017 | Ben Reach, Short Stories | Comments

Ben Reach knew there would be trouble when he learned Robert Hart was buying Twisted Pine Plantation. The trouble would come because of who owned adjoining Gnarled Oak Plantation. The storied properties shared a north-south boundary for three miles. Twisted Pine lay to the west, Gnarled Oak to the east. Gnarled Oak was owned by Frank Knox. Knox and Hart had been partners in a private equity firm in Boston Read more

Their Favorite Handler

November 28, 2017 | Short Stories | Comments

Ben and Sam had a favorite among the several for-the-public pointing dog trainer-handlers who called home the area around Albany (locally “All-Benny”). The reason had nothing to do with his prowess as a trainer or deftness at handling. Rather it had to do with his very dark past and how he had redeemed it. Farley Vail had what Sam Nixon MD called an addictive personality. In his youth he had Read more