In the moments after a successful hunt, when approaching a downed animal, we all—consciously or not—take a small moment to give thanks. Whether it’s to God or the spirit of the fallen animal itself, we feel compelled to send a small prayer of gratitude out into the astral plane. It’s a compulsion as old as
Tag: tradition
My becoming-a-man moment happened when my dad told me at the ripe age of 10 that I was old enough to go with him on his annual camping trip. The men in my family had a longstanding tradition of going on a week-long camping trip to Cow’s Creek, outside of Pierre, South Dakota. Some of