Spencer’s new book is his last one – if you can believe him 

By: Glynn Harris

As a long-time outdoor writer, my paths have crossed with many others in the same profession. Before outdoor writing organizations ceased to exist, my membership in the Louisiana Outdoor Writers Association (LOWA) and the more regional group, the Southeastern Outdoor Press Association (SEOPA), were extremely valuable to me. 

Not only was I able to learn from more experienced writers and broadcasters, the lifelong friendships that resulted were, to me, more important. 

Although our annual conventions are now only memorable events of the past, I still get phone calls, text messages or rare visits from some of these special people. When I ponder over the list of some who have remained extra special to me, one name seems to have a way of working its way to the top. 

Jim Spencer. 

I know I’m not nor have I ever been what I consider in his class as far as accomplishments not only in the turkey woods but behind the keyboard of the computer. I can’t touch him or his level of passion in chasing, occasionally mastering and often being beaten by wild turkey gobblers. When it comes to sitting down and writing about turkey hunting exploits, I sit and marvel at his level of expertise at telling just what happened, why it happened, how he messed up or succeeded and just spilling his guts in ways only Jim can do.