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Deer Hunters
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A hunter and his friend were sitting in a tall tower stand near
> highway 133 in Ashley County Ar, early one cold December morning.
> Suddenly, a huge buck walked out over the corn they had spread in the
> shrub w/a tailgate feeder.. Moving quickly, the hunter carefully aimed
> the Leupold scope on his .300 Win Mag at the unsuspecting buck.
>
> As he was about to squeeze the trigger on this deer of a lifetime,
> his friend alerted him to a funeral procession passing slowly down
> highway 133. The hunter pulled away from the gunstock, set the rifle
> down, took off his hat, bowed his head, and then closed his eyes in
> prayer. His friend was stunned.
>
> 'Wow, that is the most thoughtful and touching thing I have ever seen
> you do. You are indeed the kindest man I have ever known, and I feel
> lucky to call you a friend.'
>
> The hunter shrugged. 'Yeah, well, we were married for 35 years.'
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A hunter and his friend were sitting in a tall tower stand near
> highway 133 in Ashley County Ar, early one cold December morning.
> Suddenly, a huge buck walked out over the corn they had spread in the
> shrub w/a tailgate feeder.. Moving quickly, the hunter carefully aimed
> the Leupold scope on his .300 Win Mag at the unsuspecting buck.
>
> As he was about to squeeze the trigger on this deer of a lifetime,
> his friend alerted him to a funeral procession passing slowly down
> highway 133. The hunter pulled away from the gunstock, set the rifle
> down, took off his hat, bowed his head, and then closed his eyes in
> prayer. His friend was stunned.
>
> 'Wow, that is the most thoughtful and touching thing I have ever seen
> you do. You are indeed the kindest man I have ever known, and I feel
> lucky to call you a friend.'
>
> The hunter shrugged. 'Yeah, well, we were married for 35 years.'
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