My name is John Hayward Hunter, and I will die tonight. It is the 99th time I write down these words. #HaywardHunter pic.twitter.com/pVabC0kaNq
— Hunt: Showdown (@HuntShowdown) May 22, 1895
If you don't watch your back, you might find a knife in it.
Two months ago we lost Sinan, the gun poet. He knew he would die that night. He's in hell now. God bless his soul. #HaywardHunter pic.twitter.com/DEhL0buqyg
— Hunt: Showdown (@HuntShowdown) June 4, 1895
Hayward knew he would die on the hunt. But, still, we remember him. Follow #HaywardHunter on Twitter
to read of Hayward's final days among us.
There is no room for regret in the life of a hunter. You must hunt, and you must die. But without risk, there can be no reward, and when the water runs with blood, you must hope it's not your own. John Hayward Hunter is dead. But his story lives on.