My uncle Charlie, as a child he gave me his left handed bow my first, it was a Jennings. He bought a brand new Super Kodiak, he would pick me up every weekend and I would stay at his house, he would take me shooting at the club he belonged to and made me who I am today. To me I looked up to him, he hunted to pass it on. You see I know a lot of guys that hunt hard, kill a lot of game and hunt all over the world hunting some of the most awesome game a man could desire. My uncle had me in a manmade tree stand he made at age twelve years old, we had a doe come in and he let me try to shoot her. I messed it up and he made me feel like I just won the super bowl. My Uncle was the best hunter in the last hundred years. Oh and god is my light, and his only son is who he is. God bless