July 26, 2021
No amount of adrenaline can staunch the flow of blood from a scope bitten forehead.
February 8, 2021
As I mature, I’m figuring out that the gift of a long box isn’t just the gift of a gun. It’s the gift of anticipation and expectation.
June 12, 2020
The first taste of my first kill was all it took to convince me to return for seconds.
May 29, 2020
"I meant exactly what I said," replied the host bluntly. "There’s first love. There’s first hate, too."
May 15, 2020
My dad’s meticulous nature is most clearly seen in September when we sight in our rifles. The procedure is set in stone and never wavers, almost ritualistic in its approach.