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Outdoors: A wonderful first deer with my daughter
A wonderful first deer with my daughter
My 12-year-old daughter, Brandi, almost looked like a hunter. The only thing awry was the black Converse tennis shoes. She forgot her boots.
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Her camouflage sweatshirt was a tad too small, and her red hair seemed more so flowing beneath her orange cap.
We’d been deer hunting before and seen plenty, but I’d never squeezed a shot. We were hoping to change that last weekend in northern Garfield County.
My brother-in-law, Fran Gerszewski, set us up in a blind and told us to watch a thicket of trees that led to a wheat field.
Brandi eagerly glassed the area for at least an hour. About sundown, at least 20 does came creeping from the north along the tree line. Brandi was about to fall out of her chair.
She grabbed a makeshift gun rest — two broom handles held together by a piece of wire — and held it for me. I secured the .270-caliber rifle, picked out the large stone and shot from about 100 yards.
We had our first deer together — 115 pounds. We high-fived.
It was the only time I’d been hunting since August 2007, when I slipped and fell while smallmouth bass fishing on the Glover River in McCurtain County. The accident left me in a wheelchair.
But on this December afternoon with my daughter, I wasn’t disabled. I was walking on air.
By Mark Hutchison Watchdog/ Investigative Editor
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