Ninety-seven-year-old, in the deer woods, and he’s still doing it the way it’s meant to be done — slow, deliberate, and respectful. No victory lap. No noise. Just a man kneeling beside a buck with the same steadiness he’s carried through a lifetime of seasons.
If this ends up being his last hunt, it’s a fitting final chapter — clean shot, ethical recovery, complete gratitude for the animal and the ground beneath his boots. Some hunters don’t just spend time in the woods… they become part of its story.
Here’s to a life lived by the seasons — and a legacy that outlasts any single deer.
Field & Stream
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