I found these pictures in an old shoe box and thought I would share. It was 1995 so I was 15. My Grandpa took me out with two of my uncles for my first ever deer hunting experience. The location was near Riceville IN in the Hoosier National Forest. My family had hunted that area for years and had several tree stands up. We got in the woods before sunrise and my Grandpa took me to his stand. He hunted that stand for several season, but never got a deer. It was cold, but I was so pumped up I hardly noticed. As the sun came up I started hearing gunshots all around. I thought that was pretty cool. My senses were going crazy. I kept hearing the leaves rustling and was certain it was a deer, but it ended up being two squirrels. It was now 8 am and out of nowhere I seen this deer about 30 yards away. I can still see it like it happened yesterday. It was eating something and it's tail was wagging. I raised my dad's single shot 20 gauge that he let me borrow up and took the safety off. I tried to aim for the front shoulder, but my legs were shaking so much it was difficult. I steadied the shotgun the best I could and fired. There was so much smoke I couldn't see if it went down or not. I sat there for a few minutes trying to gather my composure and decided to check it out. I was so excited I practically jumped out of my stand. I walked, more like ran, to the spot the deer was and there it lay. My shot placement was a bit off, severed it's spine, but it got the job done. Of course it was my job to drag it out of the woods back to the truck. It ended up being a small button buck weighing in at 95 pounds. This was a very memorable day in my life, one that I will never forget. The whole hunt took only 2 hours.
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