Hello fellow hunters, While vacationing in Traverse City, I was shopping in a used bookstore on Main St. I picked up a book titled 'Hunting Trophy Antelope' by Mike Eastman. It came with a DVD in the front flyleaf. I purchased the book ($4.00), and read it in its entirety leading me to the EHJ and here I am.
I have recently retired from Ford Motor Company after 30 years 10 days. I WILL NOW HAVE THE TIME TO DO THE THINGS IVE ALWAYS WANTED TO DO! I plan on spending time hunting, traveling and spending a lot of time in the garage. The days of fighting the maddening traffic of Dearborn Mich are over. I traded in the 4 lane circus and built a retirement home outside the city limits of the small village of Sheridan. Slow paced, low crime rate, quiet setting.
I have fond memories of hunting as a youth. I would hunt endless hours with my three brothers. My father would join us as much as he could. (He sold his soul to Ford Motor Company and I followed in his footsteps, Work, Work, Work). It was nothing to hunt rabbits 5 days a week in the winter after hunting every day of the fall deer season. THAT ALL CHANGED IN DECEMBER OF 1979, when my red-headed kid brother was accidentally shot and killed while hunting with the friend of the family. I never knew that one single event could drastically change a family. My 3 remaining brothers vowed to never touch guns again and would eventually teach their kids to do the same. One of my sisters attempted suicide a week later and my father would eventually lose his mind. I continued to hunt and enjoy the outdoors and even began to collect handguns as a hobby, (Ive been known to overpay for any Colt Python). The only vice I fell victim to was I vowed to never hunt with anyone again, only alone.
My years at Ford have cut into my hunting time but I have made an adamant decision to return to the sport that I once loved. I am in the process of putting together my hunting package of which I will be asking advice on later.
On a positive note, I have convinced one of my nephews to accompany me on a hunting trip out west. His father (my brother) is at least warming up to the idea. I purchased a shotgun for my nephews 21st birthday. We have been spending many hours shooting and talking hunting, safety, ethics, etc. We decided to apply for an antelope tag in Wyoming, influenced by Mike Eastmans book. We were unsuccessful drawing a tag and will try again in 2015.
The important thing is that after 35 years I have put the past behind me, found a hunting partner, and have STOPPED BLAMING GOD FOR THE LOSS OF MY BEAUTIFUL LITTLE BROTHER.
I do not have much to offer this forum in terms of hunting the west but if you need info on 'The life and times of the Ford Ranger', The worst car ever built, the Ford Pinto, or how to rebuild a small block Ford, I might be able to help. I am looking forward conversing and learning from you hunting experts out there.
Finally, My father has not spoke to me since I purchased a 2014 Camaro. "Ford until death" he always said. Only in America can you purchase a Chevy with Ford pension checks. Gotta love it!
I have recently retired from Ford Motor Company after 30 years 10 days. I WILL NOW HAVE THE TIME TO DO THE THINGS IVE ALWAYS WANTED TO DO! I plan on spending time hunting, traveling and spending a lot of time in the garage. The days of fighting the maddening traffic of Dearborn Mich are over. I traded in the 4 lane circus and built a retirement home outside the city limits of the small village of Sheridan. Slow paced, low crime rate, quiet setting.
I have fond memories of hunting as a youth. I would hunt endless hours with my three brothers. My father would join us as much as he could. (He sold his soul to Ford Motor Company and I followed in his footsteps, Work, Work, Work). It was nothing to hunt rabbits 5 days a week in the winter after hunting every day of the fall deer season. THAT ALL CHANGED IN DECEMBER OF 1979, when my red-headed kid brother was accidentally shot and killed while hunting with the friend of the family. I never knew that one single event could drastically change a family. My 3 remaining brothers vowed to never touch guns again and would eventually teach their kids to do the same. One of my sisters attempted suicide a week later and my father would eventually lose his mind. I continued to hunt and enjoy the outdoors and even began to collect handguns as a hobby, (Ive been known to overpay for any Colt Python). The only vice I fell victim to was I vowed to never hunt with anyone again, only alone.
My years at Ford have cut into my hunting time but I have made an adamant decision to return to the sport that I once loved. I am in the process of putting together my hunting package of which I will be asking advice on later.
On a positive note, I have convinced one of my nephews to accompany me on a hunting trip out west. His father (my brother) is at least warming up to the idea. I purchased a shotgun for my nephews 21st birthday. We have been spending many hours shooting and talking hunting, safety, ethics, etc. We decided to apply for an antelope tag in Wyoming, influenced by Mike Eastmans book. We were unsuccessful drawing a tag and will try again in 2015.
The important thing is that after 35 years I have put the past behind me, found a hunting partner, and have STOPPED BLAMING GOD FOR THE LOSS OF MY BEAUTIFUL LITTLE BROTHER.
I do not have much to offer this forum in terms of hunting the west but if you need info on 'The life and times of the Ford Ranger', The worst car ever built, the Ford Pinto, or how to rebuild a small block Ford, I might be able to help. I am looking forward conversing and learning from you hunting experts out there.
Finally, My father has not spoke to me since I purchased a 2014 Camaro. "Ford until death" he always said. Only in America can you purchase a Chevy with Ford pension checks. Gotta love it!
