Reading a post this morning got my eyes all watery and wanted to share my little Pinches in the wild!
My ex-stepdad taught me everything I know about hunting, and unfortunately everything I don't want to know about being a drunk. He and my mom married when I was about 3 and stayed married until I was 17. He was my second "Dad". Things happened, they split up, we had a big falling out but attempted to reconcile over thanksgiving about 10 years ago. He invited my now wife and I over with my sisters to celebrate and I wanted to give it a shot... Bad idea. He was drunk when we showed up and that was pretty much the last time we spoke.
As I read the post this morning from hully ( I think), I was brought back to what it must have been like for him to put me in the stand for my first time wanting to hunt alone, and now me getting to hunt with my boys. He's never met my boys and I don't plan on that changing, but I know that I'll cherish these loud, talkative, never still moments with them in the stand until they ask to hunt alone.
No real reason for this post other than the green screen is a lot cheaper than therapy... LOL. But really, keep those kids in the woods. I have to remind myself that I've killed some good deer and I have meat in the freezer this year so its not going to hunt to drive right up to the stand and let them sit for a bit.
My ex-stepdad taught me everything I know about hunting, and unfortunately everything I don't want to know about being a drunk. He and my mom married when I was about 3 and stayed married until I was 17. He was my second "Dad". Things happened, they split up, we had a big falling out but attempted to reconcile over thanksgiving about 10 years ago. He invited my now wife and I over with my sisters to celebrate and I wanted to give it a shot... Bad idea. He was drunk when we showed up and that was pretty much the last time we spoke.
As I read the post this morning from hully ( I think), I was brought back to what it must have been like for him to put me in the stand for my first time wanting to hunt alone, and now me getting to hunt with my boys. He's never met my boys and I don't plan on that changing, but I know that I'll cherish these loud, talkative, never still moments with them in the stand until they ask to hunt alone.
No real reason for this post other than the green screen is a lot cheaper than therapy... LOL. But really, keep those kids in the woods. I have to remind myself that I've killed some good deer and I have meat in the freezer this year so its not going to hunt to drive right up to the stand and let them sit for a bit.
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