That was the day I took my first big game animal with a bow. It was a whitetail doe. Hard to believe that it was 52 years ago. It seems as though it has been only a short time.
Despite the many animals of a great many species that have passed before me since, that first bow killed deer remains one of the greatest hunting moments of my life. I shared that hunt with a much older bowhunter, James Hayes. James passed away what is now many winters ago, but he lives on in my heart each and every day.
Do a favor for yourself and someone else. Take a youngster bowhunting. They will undoubtedly pester you to death but they will remember you forever.
Have a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Ed
Topic: December 24th, 1958 (Read 878 times)
