Tarryn--No doubt her mom and I were more excited about Tarryn's very first day in the woods as a legally licensed hunter, but not by much. (We admittedly helped prime the pump a bit by preparing turkey with all the fixins'--T's favorite--the night before the hunt.) The task was formidable. It was opening day of fall turkey season and that October 1 was hot. After striking out all morning, I began to lose hope. That's about when T's mom, Kris, spotted a turkey running up a hillside. A short time later, we were set up atop the oak knob. Barely in position, I heard a gobbler yelp...and then Kris whisper: "Turkeys." Then came the bang. First day, first bird and an adult gobbler at that. To watch that kid walk down the woods road toward the truck--a turkey as big as she was slung over her shoulder--is a site that will be forever etched in my mind and heart.