Our good friend Rick Rhodes; also know as Ole Southern Lawyer, Atticus Finch and Joe Cool on the various gun boards; has passed this afternoon of cancer.

I am saddened.

Oh no. Rick was such a great guy. So sorry to hear.

Sorry to hear this.

I really enjoyed his postings over the years.

Tough to loose guys like him. Hope his family is OK.

Reminds us that our finite.

DDA

That is sad news. I had no idea.

Very sad news indeed.

Rick was a fun guy at the FLATWATER shoot. Its sad that he's gone.

JERRY

His wife is doing remarkably well, and in one message that Steve passed on to me he was "still giving orders" to the hospice folks a while ago. Usually remembered my birthday with some fresh insult, and you could stay up late into the night listening to his stories. IIRC, he is the only one of Brotherman's guests that shot a banded chicken. A gifted man taken all too soon.

A link to his obituary and funeral arraignments, Rick was a friend and a brought joy with him always.

http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/jdnews/obituary.aspx?n=rick-rhodes&pid=183237395

I can't lay my hands on the pic of him giving that banded chicken the 'lawyer grip' right now, but here's one his wife sent me a few years ago. He was full of life.

Wait...I just remembered where it was.

Don't ever remember seeing him without a smile - except when telling a story that would be followed by a smile on his face - and everyone else's.

Voss man thanks for the photos and for adding the link I bungled.

I remember one year at Flatwater when Rick and I were the last to leave the clubhouse on Saturday evening. I will miss Rick.

I watched his smile drop once. One Saturday morning I told him I'd been pulled over the previous night on my drive home. He flashed conspiratorial, asking if I'd been nailed for a DUI. Wasn't licensed in Nebraska, afaik, but I'm sure he'd have helped me find a good piranha of the proper kind had one been needed. He gave us a term for the longest lead likely ever to be needed for a Sporting Clays target in the LDL, and was properly sheepish/dismissive when Steve bitched us out for socializing when we should have been hunting and wild-flushed chickens that hadn't read the rules about residing at the "military crest".

He was certainly one of the better ones.

Although I corresponded with him a couple of times as a fellow North Carolinian I never actually met him. I am also a little rusty on names. Didn't he go by several others than the ones you mention here Steve? Certainly sad to hear of his passing, especially at the stated age of 62(?)!!

Perry, I listed all his aliases that I know of. There may have been more.

Actually, I believe I was thinking of Coggie.