This Time of Year

This time of year is bad for me.  When I was a kid living in the Valley, This was the time of year to go duck and goose hunting.  I also liked hunting rabbits.  When I was a young man living in Southern Oklahoma, this was my favorite time to go squirrel hunting.  I preferred to wait until snow to hunt rabbits; but I would also take them in late fall.

Now, I sit here at this machine and remember.  That’s really all I can do.  If I was in Southern Oklahoma, there are still Public Hunting Areas where I could go hunting; but the price of gasoline would keep me home.  Even if I went, with my health, someone would probably find my body in the spring.

If I was in the Valley, there are no such things as PHA’s, so I couldn’t go at all unless I had a friend who owned a large tract of land out in the boonies.

Yeah, I’m somewhat depressed.  With high blood pressure, diabetes, 25% heart function, COPD, and gout, who wouldn’t be.  Hell, I won’t even go into my personal problems, except to say that they don’t make life a lot of fun.

Still, I keep on plugging along, giving whatever happiness I can to those I love; and hoping that, someday, it will be appreciated.

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