This was fascinating, reading about himself. He remembered the hunter who had come after him a few years ago. It always made an impression when somebody took your heart out. He put the journal away and took a mental inventory. The young man coming to him meant he didn't have to go out to get what he needed. The man was strong, fit and healthy, he would be a good donor.
It was time for him to get new eyes, the old ones were losing focus.
Doc Benton prepared the donor and sorted his instruments. Not time like the present.