I just got home from spending a couple of weeks with my grandkids and decided to catch up on my reading.
What a wonderful article this past Sunday, July 28 (Those of us are lucky, who...). By the time I finished it I was tearing up.
It brought back so many memories of hunting with my Dad back in the ’50s and ’60s. My first gun, a 16 gauge J. C. Higgins single barrel, I still squirrel hunt with it as I do with Daddy's model 12.
The article really hit home with me because after my Dad died in 1968, my second Dad, the late Buck Waugerman, took me under his wing.
I might have quit hunting and fishing all together if it wouldn’t have been for Buck. I hunt with Buck’s deer rifle now.
I’ve been lucky twice. Every once in a great while I’ll read a story or article that really pulls at my heart strings. This is one of them. Thanks for doing what you do.