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what would a good hunting mentor done then ?
At that time I was 24 yrs old.
you big moose ?
Holy shit! 24? Christ......I woulda thought you were maybe 10-12!
How many times did ol grand dad call you the biggest pussy in the family tree?
Preparing for deer camp must have been hard on you, Scoots:
Gramps: Okay, boys...gather 'round. I'ma gonna shows ya'll how to dress a deer. Scott, why don't you head up to the house, and grammy will show
you how to hem a DRESS!
You know what, Scott? I quit hunting after my first kill, too. I was never really into it, and that sealed the deal. Plus, I think the meat tastes like shit. (I love the heart fried in butter, though!)
Nobody made me feel like less of a boy for it, though. They let me quit, and that was that. In turn, I never struggled with why other guys could kill deer, and I couldn't. I guess I figured it wasn't anything to get bothered about. So, since I never felt like less of a man for not being a hunter, I never had to try to bring hunters down in an attempt to bring my "manhood" back up.
I fully understand if someone doesn't wish to kill an animal for whatever reason. I don't
need to understand why a man wishes to hunt. Either group is fine with me.