EMBRACE INNOCENCE
Jul 17, 2019
2 minutes
Daniel E. Schmidt, Editor-in-Chief
lthough my first deer hunt was a few years off, I became enamored with the hunt in the late 1970s. The best day of the year was the Sunday after Thanksgiving. That’s when my dad and brothers returned from deer camp. Dad would always pull into the driveway with his
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