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FeedGoodbye, Jack
By Michael McIntosh
He was my friend, my mentor, and companion in some escapades that neither of us wanted to see reported in the tabloids. Now he's gone, and I shall miss him for as long as I have the gift of remembrance. Jack Mitchell owned a great gift of his own. He was a splendid teacher. He taught shooting, taught me how to teach shooting, and if I make it a bit more complicated than he did, the shortcoming is entirely mine. I never approach a teaching session without asking myself how Jack would do it. He was, to put it simply from my mind and heart, the best there was.
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