Losing loved ones is rough. Been three years now since my Pa passed. He grew up farming in southeastern Colorado then became a teacher. I never hunted with him , but he loved my hunting stories and loved the venison I butchered. I hunt and fish in his honor, I sit in his favorite swing under the porch at the barn and drink a beer. I do my best to remain faithful to my Savior as he was. Honor him by doing the best you can! Hang tough!
