Transitions

​Many of you know that I have grown up in a family of hunters and by extension have become one myself.  I began shooting a bow as young as age 6 with my first homemade stick and string longbow.  As I grew older, I noticed how much it excited my dad to share this passion with me.  When I was old enough to hunt, he dragged me to the local sportsman’s club for the hunter safety course, where I shot a bullseye before heading out the door to pursue my passion on the soccer field.  In high school, I was consumed with sports and academics, and I allowed my perfectionist tendencies to take control.  It wasn’t until my freshman year of college that I realized making time to hunt would benefit me and bring me closer to my older brother, Drew.  I described hunting as my father’s passion, but it is my brother’s sickness; obsession is too soft of a word.

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