This Saturday while I was desperately trying to kill a damn deer, baby Willow arrived to show me that getting a deer was not as important as I thought. My daughter, Sarah, had the baby on her own birthday. That should be easy to remember. We are heading to South Carolina to see her ASAP.
Now remember, baby Willow will probably be the only decent deer hunter in the new crop of kids we have, so it is important you send hunting stuff now.
New boots size 11
.270 bullets
camo clothing men's large
new grunt call
etc etc- boy will she be happy!
