I agree with Judman. I’m betting your Dad wants you to go out with his rifle and hunt. I lost my Dad 3 days before Christmas in 2011. That was tough, but life does go on. We had a modest Christmas, celebrated his life, and continued to live. The next year in hunting season was also tough, but the next to the last day of that season I shot the 3rd biggest buck I’ve ever got, on a day I should have never been in the woods. Freezing rain, sleet, snow, and windy. Why was I even out there that day? Dad! He always said “ya can’t get em if ya ain’t out there lookin for em”. Trust me, it’s cool to hunt with a little “dust in your eyes”. 😎
Doc_Holidude
