The Holidays. . .

I don’t know why all of the major holidays have to occur during the months of our hunting season. Of the big three of Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s, the most overrated one in my opinion by far is New Year’s. If you think that 2020 was bad, just wait until it turns 2021 and can legally drink.


I think that we can all agree that we will be glad to see the year of 2020 in our rear-view mirror. While some people may be reluctant to take the vaccine for the Coronavirus, I plan to be the first person in line when my group’s turn comes. One of the hardest things for me to adjust to in this pandemic era has been the fist or elbow bump rather than a handshake or a hug. I miss the more intimate form of human contact.


We are about to enter the last half of the hunting season. So far, we have been very fortunate in the effect of the coronavirus on any of our employees. However, we have been very diligent, and all of our folks have used good judgement. We are cocked, locked, and loaded for this last half of the season.


In closing, allow me to share a few of the funnier things that I have read recently, and Lord knows that we could all use a little more humor during this trying time for our nation: I just realized that “let me check my calendar” is the adult version of  “let me ask my mom”.


When one door closes and another door opens, you are probably in prison.


To me, “drink responsibly” means don’t spill it.


I hope that each of you and your families have a healthy, prosperous New Year, and may God bless America!