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- Jan 16, 2005
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Sorry for your loss. I lost my dad in 2014 just shy of his 62nd birthday. He wasn't a hunter but he would go occasionally with my brother and I mostly just to spend time with us. He was always eager to hear what we had seen or killed or caught fishing though. He always enjoyed eating whatever game we brought home too.I debated posting this.
It has been a rough 2 weeks.
Dad has been in declining health for a couple years now.
Exactly a week ago, he lost his battle.
This week has just been a flood of mixed emotions.
I am thankful he is no longer suffering, but Damn, I miss him.
Dad was not a duck hunter.
He always told me I must of taken after the milk man, because nobody in their right mind goes out in the cold to kill a dang bird.
He was a Deer Hunter, and thru him I learned that there is more to the “Hunt” than killing. Family and Friends is what camp is about.
45+ years he was my Deer Hunting buddy. He would pull me out of school for 2-3 weeks in November to travel to NE Missouri. Some years we had 28 people at the tiny 3 bedroom cabin. Grandfather, uncles, cousins, 2nd cousins and long time friends of the family.
A couple years, we had 4 generations in camp.
Saturday, I went to a friends deer camp and visited.
Cracked a couple cold ones, shared some memories.
I just didn’t have it in me to hunt.
I just want to say.
Don’t blow off that hunt. Cherish every day, as if it was your last.
Because one day…….. it will be.