Dad’s buck

My dad harvested this buck on his property on November 28, 2005. Ten months before he died. I’m pretty sure this was the last deer he shot. He was proud of this deer. His goal was to mount it, but the universe had other plans. When he died, this skull was one of those things that I immediately took with me. I hung it in the garage and it kind of became a bike helmet hanger. It fell recently. Thankfully it didn’t break, and I took that as an omen that I was long overdue in finishing dad’s work. Now it hangs in the office where I can see it and think about him.

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