But, what if he is still alive and I can get help?
"Howdy!" A bright welcoming voice but I still winced at the sound of it.
I turned back around and the old dude was looking at me, still leaning in against the tree. "Are you alright?" I asked.
He raised up off of that tree, wrinkled up his eyebrows and put his hand up under his chin. He looked up and off to the heavens somewhere and worked his jaws and lips as he seemed to put every ounce of his energy into thought.
After about 3 minutes of that he looked at me with crystal clear eyes full of understanding and knowledge and said, "What?"
Well it was obvious that this was some nut and now I was starting to worry about whether or not he might have a weapon or even some contagious disease. I was going to get out of there! I turned around and took about three steps, slowly listening, I don't know why. Maybe it was that same feeling you have when you are trying to sneak away from that baby who has finally fallen asleep.