Years ago, I had the privilege of meeting a young black bear.
He allowed me to wander with him for several years and our time together changed my world.
I took a walk on a mid November night. The weather was unseasonably warm and the universe was wide open for my eyes to wander from star to star.
I sat down on a rock outcrop known as deer ridge and decided to tell you the story of how I met the bear I called Blackie.
Some words in this video could be considered offensive.
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