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I think this photo is from somewhere around 1995.  My dad had tagged out during the West Virginia rifle season and came to my grandmothers to rescue me from a boring week of Thanksgiving break.  That evening, this spike walked out into a small clearing we were watching on a ridge top.  One shot with a .243 was all it took.  To this day, I remember how excited I was.  I wouldn’t trade the memories I made with my dad growing up in the woods for the world.

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Early 90's in Southern West Virginia. I forgot how good Advantage camo was.

Early 90’s in Southern West Virginia. I forgot how good Advantage camo was.

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Here's the second turkey I ever killed...I think I was 8 years old.  The bird weighed 23 pounds and had 1 1/4 inch spurs.  It remains the largest bird I've killed in West Virginia.

Here’s the second turkey I ever killed…I think I was 8 years old. The bird weighed 23 pounds and had 1 1/4 inch spurs. It remains the largest bird I’ve killed in West Virginia.

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April '92.  My first Turkey.

April ’92. My first Turkey.

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Here’s the ol Man in 1975 with a big West Virginia longbeard.  That mustache ain’t too shabby either.