I posted this on general because some of you may recall my situation. Today was the first day my second oldest son deer hunted with me since my first son passed away 7 years ago. Brian the second oldest has always hunted with his close friends and I have always hoped he would go once with me but didnt want to get in the way of friends and good times.
Today while sitting in the stand, I said to my oldest son in heaven that I didnt care if I got a deer but would like to see Brian get one.. At 1015am I heard two shots. Low and behold Brian got a 8 point mature buck…
Some days ya just gotta say thanks and shed a tear over it, whether its coincidence or not, it sure makes your day and his.
Enjoy the rest of the season folks, my tag is filled with happiness.
FISHINFOOL