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Well, I have survived another year and that holy month has finally arrived! I have already found peace in my sanctuary in the trees. If only work and the "real world" would not draw me away. These pages go out to all of my fellow Kansas hunters and the land owners who let us hunt their lands yet another year asking nothing more than a handshake and a man's good word (oh, and sometimes a bottle of whiskey for Christmas). God Bless Ya!
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I hate to see things like that. It's people like that that give us hunters a bad name.
Who aims for the head for a bow kill?
Or, if they were aiming for the lungs, how bad a shot do you have to be to miss that bad?
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