The mercury dropped so fast, it bent the nail the thermometer was hanging on. It was cold! “Let’s go, we’re burning daylight!” my Dad hollered. It was a brutal cold evening in December 2006. It was the second half of the Illinois firearms deer season. Our luck was running low and our time running out. […]
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