I spent a few hours yesterday celebrating an early Father's Day with my dad. It was one of the rare times that there wasn't a small crowd around when I was there (holidays, b'day's, etc.) We started talking about the longbow my wife is getting me for father's day, and so the conversation turned to hunting.
My father, has always been my hero in anything outdoors related. Whatever it was, he always did it better than anyone else. To this day, I've never met a better hunter or fisherman. He still humbles people that go with him; people that previously thought they were handy at catching fish, or knew how to find deer.
So, we talked for hours about the early days of bowhunting, the bows he'd owned, the advent of the compound bow which he switched to in the 80's, and of the old days of hunting wild quail behind dogs that the remembrance of seemed almost to bring a tear to his eye.
I sat there and listened, and although I've known this man my whole life, I felt as if I were talking to one of the legends - Fred Bear or Ben Pearson. And it made me think, that I can only hope that when I'm his age, I can look back on such a full life, and that maybe somebody will look at me the way I look at him.
Thank you, Dad, for giving me the thing you loved most. The outdoors are my passion as well.
You are a lucky man.... enjoy all the time you can with your dad. i miss my dad a lot..... kirk
The older I get, the more I realize I am becoming my Dad......Thank God! Thanks Dad for teaching by example instead of empty words.
Great post, man! Most of us got our early start in hunting trailing along after our fathers or another family member.
I know your dad is an old quail hunter that I would like to know by the way you added the word "wild" to your quail description and by his emotional rememberances of his old dogs. Hunting wild quail is something that many people will unfortunately never know today.
The loss of quail habitat and available hunting is what led my dad and I to deer hunting in the mid 80s. That new adventure is something we have both shared with my son and daughter. The outdoors binds us and makes us stronger. Even when we haven't agreed on much else in life a bowhunt has helped hold us close.
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yeah Kirk, I miss my dad too.
QuoteOriginally posted by Kirkll:
You are a lucky man.... enjoy all the time you can with your dad. i miss my dad a lot..... kirk
Ditto!
Me X3, mines been gone 9yrs and I sure miss seeing and hunting with him.
Excellent story Scott! All you folks with dads, give 'em a call. Someday you won't.
Yep, if your dads still around at least talk to him today, tell him you love him. And please dont put off spending time with him. There will come a day when you will say, If only I could take him fishing one more time, or hunting or any thing. Believe me I think about it all time and it herts.I MISS MY DAD BAD!!!!
Don't just wait for special days... take every opportunity to talk to them...
Been almost 7.5 years now... and what I'd give to be able to walk in the field with him again...
Miss you pops!
Jonathan
Me x 4, miss him everyday 2 years now!
My Dad is pushing 81, we took him to his first Nascar race yesterday...he loved it..what a great day!
Eric
Sure did, said thank you!
Merle Burrows, 13 Jul 1932- 14 Jul 1994.
Energy still out there..............
My dad is my biggest bowhunting hero, too. But he's more than that: he's my whole-life hero. What a good man he was. He has been with the Lord since 2007, and I miss him a lot. What I wouldn't give to have had him with me at Compton a few days ago.
Now I remind myself from time-to-time to live a life that honors him.
Im glad you had great day with your dad and many more .I miss my dad every day. hes been gone 21 years now. Zarch
talk to your dad everyday. I still do and we buried him last July.