Odd that you should mention Prescott, AZ. I was messaging with J.D. Jones and we were rememberng a mutal friend. We've both lost track of him but the last address I found was in Prescott Valley, AZ. He at one time had a gun store and hunting lodge somewhere in Arizona.
My little brother Terry resided in Prescott, Arizona and worked for a company that manufactured Helicopter parts as a precision parts inspector. When he passed away he was cremated and his ashes spread over all the trout streams around Prescott where he liked to spend time fishing in rain or shine.
Rest in Peace little brother, you live on in my heart !
Now, I’m back in the Phoenix metro area, where the heat is reaching triple digits. Miss Prescott. I’d move there if I could. Somewhere in the deep pines. Remote.