MASTER of MASTERS
Tribute to Sid Woodcock
The Great Slayer has passed and the likes of him shall never be seen again. Trained by legends, known only by the shadows and slayers. Like the mythical Thufir Hawat himself, he served Kings and Governments, he trained the peace keepers and the hell raisers. Agency asssisted ace of aces.. hi-explosives, small .45's of Detonic natures. Spooks, spys, spinners of truth - WWII, Vietnam, Nicaragua, Bolivia and all points unknown. Chou Sou Lai - ring any bells mates? Bullet and blade, made in the shade, a young mans fancy - missions chancey - miracles made, corpses laid - bullet, blood and blade were the trade.

The honor to have known him, from age ten my wonderment of him grew. Right up until this very day he was always "master".  Over the years his touch, guidance continued. My future was his, he did NOT fail me or any of you either. It's always been "up to us". Anyway, He never failed us. The honor to be one of "his", the honor of being introduced to Harris San and the Greenlake clan. Yes, I sincerely Thank you all. We've lost a rare bird, we all weep, we all feel the void he's left in his passing. Our two best lost in these few short years, ...pffft-- gone with the winds of time. Dust in the wind. Yes, I will carry the tradition, I will remember, we shall all remember the Smiler, creeper, deadly reaper - white capped breath of death. Who can say that they really, really knew him? None!

Who recalls being asked to "go for a walk" with Him? Those late night prowls through the Puget bowels - full of blades and scowls. Just fun and games, no sweat, no names.
He knew them all, Bruce, Errol, Uzi and others (each and all real bad mothers), altering history one man, one bullet, one day at a time. Grim - slim, cloak and dagger, swift & sure never stagger. Ladies man, an eye for beauty, we shared the women, the glory, the duty.

The world as we know it was largely due to his (and others like him) machinations - believe it or not. He ran the race, never was caught, escaped from New York long before it was a movie ...heh heh.... Worldly Wizard of War always settled a score, always had a backdoor, never asked for more other than to maintain the core of deadly martial toil on this violent Earthly coil on this hallowed American soil. Yeah, that was him....

Say the prayer, he was on our side, say it loud make his spirit glide. All else aside, feel the pride, take the ride to the other side, give him props ye killers and cops - he's the one no one stops. On his way, spiritland ! More adventures - make another stand?