I remember when

[Pine]

I was about 8 years old and my dad came home with a 6 point buck tied across the hood of his car.
He had gotten deer before this but this was my first one he got that I remember.
That six point was so white and perfect that he desided to mount the rack with tooled leather around the scull cap.
  I wanna deer hunt!
Back in the early 60s a kid had to be at least 12 years old to bow hunt.
That might as well be a century to an 8 year old.
The years passed by soooooo s l o w l y.
Those years go by like flipping pages in a book now.
Funny how something like that can direct a young man's path.

[ron w]

I remember my Uncle Herb coming home for lunch after bow hunting the morning. He would leave his Shakespeare super Neceda on the back porch by the wood shed. I was 12 or so........ I thought it was so cool !!  Just a few years later I started the journey with a Browning Nomad, that was 1967.

[SlowBowKing]

Love hearing these stories. I can’t remember a specific deer my dad brought home, so I guess the clearest early memory was one time he took me scouting when I was probably five or six, based on the weather it was probably October or early November. Great memories!

[madmaxthc]

Those years go by like flipping pages in a book now.
Funny how something like that can direct a young man's path.

I remember coming back from school one day, and finding my dad and his friends assisting the veterinarian patching up the dogs on a table after meeting with a bad-tempered boar. I think that single episode led me to become a veterinarian.

[Captain*Kirk]

Was it a bow kill?