My dad has battled colon cancer. Last year I got him to go another season with me even though he traded his bow for trekking poles. I'll take it! We had the best hunting experience I've ever had and that didn't even mean I filled my tag. I cherish the moments we get to spend together in or outside the woods. This year I'm trying to squeeze another archery hunt out of him in Montana in some rolling area just so I can get more time and memories with him again.
I'm sorry for your loss. But, rejoice in your memories!
I'm sorry for your loss. But, rejoice in your memories!