Life Coaching – Part 2 of 5
By Dr. Mike Brooks
As a kid growing up, I used to dream about hunting out west. My Uncle Larry used to talk about hunting mule deer in Wyoming when we visited him in Minneapolis. He never went into great detail about his hunts, but I often wondered if he had fun. My dad was primarily a fisherman. I loved to hear stories about his ability to hunt ducks when he was a young man. I think the real hunter in our family was my Grandpa Brooks. He was an avid deer and duck hunter and did well, from what I have heard from my dad and Uncle Chet. I was excited when my Uncle Chet sent me copies of my great grandmother’s diary where he noted, “November 28, 1901 had roast deer for thanksgiving dinner.” I knew immediately it was my Grandpa Brooks who provided that. I have carried on that tradition of hunting. As a kid, I would read old Argosy magazines that had several stories on thrilling hunts!
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