I remember hunting with my Dad, Brother, and Uncle every year. I remember how bringing the youngsters along was the main goal and having a good time the results. I remember beating the brush, being on stand, missing 18 boxes of shells worth of ammo and then finally connecting on a deer. I remember being asleep until about 4am today. I remember getting up because I am going with a young man who can't feel his legs and is in a wheelchair to watch him try to take a doe. I remember his face when he shot his first buck. I remember there is always someone who's life is more difficult than mine. I remember that there is always something I can do to make someone else's life better. I remember a man, who was nailed to a cross, who commanded us "to love one another as I have loved you. I remember to be thankful for the blessings I have been given and I try to remember that memories first have to be lived and that the older generation made sure that I experienced life so I could have memories and that now it's time for me to pass that opportunity on the the next generation. Good Luck and post the memories that were made this season.