Monday, December 23, 2024

Memories of the first and last (newest) deer

In the beginning, I was a very unsuccessful deer hunter. I started hunting with my grandfather in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula when I turned 14 (legal age at the time) in 1963, and all I remember is a one-room log cabin, few deer, and lots of snow.

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