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"A hunter and his friend were sitting in a tree stand early one cold December morning.
Suddenly, a huge buck walked out to the corn they had spread in the shrub. The buck was magnificent -- a once in a lifetime animal. His rack was huge. The hunter's hand shook as he was already counting the Boone and Crockett points. Moving quietly but quickly, the hunter carefully aimed his .30-30 Winchester at the unsuspecting buck..
As he was about to squeeze the trigger on his deer of a lifetime, his friend whispered that a funeral procession was passing slowly down the highway. The hunter pulled away from the stock, set the rifle down, took off his hat, bowed his head and closed his eyes in prayer.
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His friend was stunned. 'Wow, that is the most thoughtful and touching thing I've ever seen you do. You let a trophy deer get away to pay your respects to a passing funeral procession. You are indeed the most sensitive man I have ever known, and I'm proud to call you my friend.'
The hunter shrugged. 'Well, we were married for 37 years."
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