Bug
I'm pretty sure this takes place in 1998, the inaugural for RAT. Myself, Tim "Killer" Hooper, Tracy "WooWoo" Hooper, and Ray "Bilbo" Simmons had arrived and set up camp. We were enjoying a cold beer and playing "42" when a man arrived in our campsite. John "Cappy" Largent had invited a friend to join the festivities and told us to be on the look-out because he would probably arrive before he did. He introduced himself as John's friend, David Holsapple. We talked for a moment then continued our game as he unpacked his gear and set up his tent. (No we didn't help, we were playing dominoes.) I had a tank of gasoline that had been contaminated with water and we decided to get rid of it. We all piled in my Suburban and David piled right in with us. Now realize that he didn't know us from Adam. We rode around the back-roads drinking beer until we found an isolated side road where we relieved ourselves of the offending mix. We rode for several more miles sucking down brews and talking about old times. The whole time David just rode in silence. He had to be wondering what he had gotten into. For all he knew we could have been serial murderers taking him for a ride. After returning to camp we ate supper and started the domino game again. After dark, we lit lanterns and of course the bugs started arriving. A fly swatter was produced from who knows where and was immediately claimed by David. He began killing bugs left and right. I have never seen such glee exhibited by a grown man. His complexion took on a rosey glow and his eyes had a faraway look in them. This man was really into killing bugs. (I'm pretty sure it didn't have anything to do with the beer.) Anyway he really exhibited a knack for bug killing and will forever be know in RAT Lore as "Bug".
Catfish the Younger