This is a great thread... For so many of us we were started young and that's a beautiful thing. I still remember when I first wanted to go deer hunting. It was November 1955, with me 3 months away from my 6th birthday. I was standing there one evening with my dad and staring wide eyed up at the deer hanging above me in our neighbors tree. Can't even recall if it was a buck or a doe; all I remember is that it was the first deer I ever saw up close and found it fascinating. Even though it was years later before I would even hunt small game and more years later before deer hunting, I consider that cool November night to be the start of my personal hunting heritage.
