Hunting season is upon us again, and I'm thrilled. I spent Saturday afternoon and Sunday morning sitting in an uncomfortable tree stand and didn't see a thing, and had a great time. We know there are deer on the land we hunt, so it's just a matter of time.
Hopefully that time will be this coming weekend. It's the special Youth Firearm Hunt, and I'll be taking my 9-year-old son on his first trip. In fact, both of my hunting buddies will be bringing their sons as well. Three fathers taking three sons after their first deer. That's about as good as life gets in my book. With a little bit of luck, we'll be hauling back three bucks by Sunday evening, but even if we don't, the time spent will be well-spent indeed. It is an all-too-rare occurrence these days where fathers give lessons to their sons on how to be men. The sad reality is that these days many adult males have no idea what it takes to be a man. But not around here.
In five days my son will take another step on his journey to manhood, and I thank God for the opportunity to be there to guide him along.
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