one rainy day in montana a father and his two sons around 5 years of age where camping in the forest.
the father was newly divorced from the kids mom who had left him for another man . she was a partygirl and the father was a alcoholic. the father was drinking and making a fire when he realized his beerstash was out . he came up with the idea that he was gonna drive to some small town around there and stash up for the night .
he told the kids stay in the tent stay in there until im back . he took of twards the bruskies.
the boys went out and played around the fire just two 5 year olds and the vast nature around them . all the sudden liqhtning struck a tree near by great thunder filled the young boys with fear and one of the brothers took of running . the other one ran after the first .
another thunderbolt strikes down nearby and the boys soaked in rain and tears a terrified . the older of the to tells the younger brother hold on to this tree and you will be safe . they both hugg the tree crying for around 40 minutes until the storm has past . the father comes back with his bear and truck , and when he arives at the tent he sees footprints of a big brownbear all around the tent . the fear fills him up and he opens the tent . nobodies in there . he pulls up his 44 magnum revolver runs out screaming after the boys . the boys yell back . they meet eachother half way hand they hug all crying all happy . the father didnt drink the bear he bout and realised what was most precious to him . true story