I will NEVER forget the day that I became a MAN! Precious memories!
These are some of my most enjoyable and memorable experiences that I have from that most important, “coming of age” time, my early deer hunting camp memories. My father’s parents, (my favorite grandparents) owned a cottage near Roscommon, Michigan. Each November, it was the center of the entire world. Long before I could join the family gathering of adult hunters, I cursed my bad luck for having been born too late to be able to go hunting with all the old people, because I could only listen to... Sign in to see full entry.