I recall many hunts of the past this evening as I sit in my rocking chair with my companion gun dog Brittanys at my side. The cold front has arrived which I think is apropos for our country’s Thanksgiving. My desire to light the fire in our fireplace is welling up inside me. It IS the season that hunters cherish most.

Many times my family has enjoyed the bounty of the upland harvest in our home. Those memories will forever remain imprinted in my mind. I am sure we will have more, God willing. The ‘thanks’ is what is important to me.

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