By Linda C Butler
Told by the late Jim Barton
I was picking blueberries on a ridge one time when I noticed a bear on the other side of the patch. The bear had also seen me, and we both stopped picking to watch each other. Neither of us was willing to back off, so we stared at each other. Finally the bear decided I was no threat, and it went backing to stripping the blueberries off the bushes with its paws and stuffing the fruit into its mouth.
Since the bear was now ignoring me, there was no cause for me to be concerned, and I continued picking berries on my side of the patch. The ridge of blueberries was big enough for both of us.
Note: Jim Barton lived alone in the wilderness and had a unique ability to attract animals.