My dad never did have the time to go hunting or fishing once he had a family to support. It didn't help any with traveling around to all the western states for the company that he worked for along with dragging two kids and my mom with him. Then when I hit high school he was in the veterans hospital for 6 months and never really recovered. But we always had food on the table and a roof over our heads.
But I believe that the hunting and fishing trips that he took me on up until I was 5 instilled in me the desire to carry on with them.
A couple of years ago I took his old 300 Savage 99 out to try to shoot a deer, and while I didn't manage to get the job done I felt like he was with me. He's been gone for 32 years now but when I am hunting I think of him a lot
I lost my father when I was 17 years old. He was and still is my hero. Father's day has always been bitter sweet for me. It has been 30 years but I still think of him daily. He was an ex marine who taught all of us to shoot and hunt and how to be men. I am the youngest of 15 kids 12 boys and 3 girls he was a great man!
Happy father’s! I’m thankful for my dad getting me into hunting and the great outdoors. It will be easy to share the love of the outdoors with both of my kids the same as my dad did with me. Couldn’t do any of it without my wife tho!
Great to hear how much you guys loved and respected your fathers. My Dad passed away nearly 20 years ago but it just seems like yesterday. I grew up hunting with him all the time and he was definitely my hero. I miss him the most now during hunting season but then again when I’m out hunting it normally feels like he’s with me somehow.