We saw a few deer hunting when I was a kid and that got me interested. Started reading everything I could get my hands on about them.
We hunted my dad’s family farm in Virginia every Thanksgiving. They had a pretty long fall season in those days. And first one I ever killed was in the fall. Few years later, AMB and I started getting after them pretty good and I got my first spring bird on his family’s farm in Brewton. Places have come and gone but I still go a little every year. It’s a tad difficult when there aren’t many turkeys where you live. I haven’t kilt one in a hot minute. Maybe this year.
