Daddy has been on the hunt for a few years now. This was his year. He finally got his first deer. When in the stand, he thought it was just a "fork," he later found that it was an 8 pointer. Not bad for the first one. We were all do proud of him....especially Grandpa Gutzman.
When I first saw the deer, I asked to pet him. I said, "I love him so much." I think mom, dad, Grandpa and Grandma thought I was talking about the deer, but I was really talking about dad. 
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