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My Hunting Partner Gone but Not Forgotten
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<blockquote data-quote="memtb" data-source="post: 2346355" data-attributes="member: 75451"><p>I lost my Dad in 2016, 6 weeks short of his 94th birthday! I miss him, and owe far too many things list to him. However, hunting wasn't one of those things. He hunted very little once he started our family, money was always tight and he worked tirelessly into his early 80's!</p><p></p><p>Though, I may owe my first deer @ age 11 to him. My grandparents lived at the end of a five mile dirt road (only 4 homes....all kin folk). It was December 29th (he was also a meticulous bookkeeper) my Dad and several of us went hunting. I was out north of the house with my grandfather, while my Dad went into the thickets SE of the house. He jumped a deer, though he never saw it, and a few minutes later a little Whitetail buck appeared in front of my grandfather and myself.....the rest is history!</p><p></p><p>Just one of the many memories that I'll forever carry! memtb</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="memtb, post: 2346355, member: 75451"] I lost my Dad in 2016, 6 weeks short of his 94th birthday! I miss him, and owe far too many things list to him. However, hunting wasn’t one of those things. He hunted very little once he started our family, money was always tight and he worked tirelessly into his early 80’s! Though, I may owe my first deer @ age 11 to him. My grandparents lived at the end of a five mile dirt road (only 4 homes....all kin folk). It was December 29th (he was also a meticulous bookkeeper) my Dad and several of us went hunting. I was out north of the house with my grandfather, while my Dad went into the thickets SE of the house. He jumped a deer, though he never saw it, and a few minutes later a little Whitetail buck appeared in front of my grandfather and myself.....the rest is history! Just one of the many memories that I’ll forever carry! memtb [/QUOTE]
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