Don’t leave anyone behind
Published 09/07/2012, The Jamestown Sun
Six years old, 1955, and I saw Jake pull into the driveway with two whitetail does strapped to the fenders of the ‘47 Pontiac. I had been left behind, I bawled like a baby, and Jake telling me I was “too small” to go along deer hunting, didn’t help matters.Word count: 743
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