On December 12 2008, a great person was swept away from us. Clinton
“Kotter” Bell will forever be one of the best friends I have ever had. He was always down to go ride even though he would ALWAYS be late, probably because he either had to shower or feed the mules. Kotter was the only person I knew who would go on random hunting trips. Once he returned there were always new random stories and lots of meat in the freezer. He was the guy you could call for anything and he’d be there in a heart beat. Kotter was always looking out for his friends and had helped me out alot during some tough times. On a ridiculous note he had the largest collection of male thongs I had ever seen, and was never afraid to shred one at any given moment. Its so wild that he’s gone, I find myself just waiting for him to walk through the back gate with a 40oz of Budweiser and a Turkish gold ready for a good time. Kotter may be gone but he will live on through all of us. Till we meet again my friend. - brian booya