Honor thy Father - Page 3

bogie · 05-31-2007, 07:35 PM

35ish years ago, my Dad bought me my first gun. It's a breakdown 20 gauge single shot. He took me to the junk yard and threw cans in the air for me to shoot. When I would hit the target he would howl with joy. He took me on my first deer hunt with the same gun. I killed a doe. He pointed out the fact that I hit her directly in the heart. He made me gut her (he helped a lot). It was gross. He convinved me that I was a great hunter. I've hunted with that gun for many, many years and killed numerous deer, dove, squirrels and quail. It is now one of my prize possessions. I only get to see my Dad twice a year now, Easter and deer season. I love my Dad. This evening, I'm missing him. Let's hear a story about your Dad.

bogie · 06-01-2007, 10:30 AM

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Originally Posted by UCFGoldenKnight

You are right, it was his loss. He never got to see me play my 1st little league baseball game. He never got to see me line up in my 1st High school football game, he never got to sit and watch me do something he didn't do which was go to and graduate from college. But it is what it is and there's nothing that can be done to change that. Sounds like your dad is a good guy, I am sure he knows you think it.

I have made a point to make sure he's aware that I am proud he's my Dad. We do disagree on things, and sometimes our discussions become quite heated. When we both calm down, he kisses me on the cheek, I kiss him on the cheek and we go outside and count his cattle.

05-31-2007, 07:35 PM
bogie West Coast Chief Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: california Casino cash: $10004900	Honor thy Father 35ish years ago, my Dad bought me my first gun. It's a breakdown 20 gauge single shot. He took me to the junk yard and threw cans in the air for me to shoot. When I would hit the target he would howl with joy. He took me on my first deer hunt with the same gun. I killed a doe. He pointed out the fact that I hit her directly in the heart. He made me gut her (he helped a lot). It was gross. He convinved me that I was a great hunter. I've hunted with that gun for many, many years and killed numerous deer, dove, squirrels and quail. It is now one of my prize possessions. I only get to see my Dad twice a year now, Easter and deer season. I love my Dad. This evening, I'm missing him. Let's hear a story about your Dad.
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