Many years ago, a hunter was born. He became a fine man who made good friends and was true to them, and he loved hunting more than just about everything else. That man was my father, and he passed away in 2008. His friends and I sure do miss him, especially during hunting season - but Dad didn't let a little thing like death stop him from helping an old friend bag a buck with one of his rifles, several months after his death.
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Thank you Russ for sharing this story. My father was very much the same way. This story is very similar to my own experience with my father. Brain cancer took him away from us in 2003, far too soon. I sure do miss hunting with him.
Thanks again,
Brian
Thanks Brian, I’m so glad you enjoyed it. That warms my heart.
You might also enjoy this, about my first hunting season without Dad:
http://hunting.about.com/od/hunting/a/lifeafterdeath.htm
And this one is about my best buck to date, which I took the season after Dad passed: http://hunting.about.com/od/deerbiggame/a/gadeerhunt2008.htm