My father was so proud that I was finally old enough to go my first deer hunt with him, however he took a full weekend off labor so that he plus I could go shopping for all of my hunting supplies that I was going to need, and i wasn’t sure that I prefer the method of going deer hunting, even though I prefer the method of being able to spend a weekend in the woods with my dad, and all of us headed to the local interests store, where all of us started looking for all the hunting supplies I was going to need, but dad found hunting vests that were in the brightest purple anyone could imagine, but the purple was so bright that I swore it was going to blind me.
He purchased myself and others a hat the same color, plus a pair of coveralls that would keep myself and others hot under any weather conditions.
He then threw in a pair of hunting boots plus gloves that had no fingers in them, once I had all of the necessary hunting supplies, he said he was going to buy myself and others a gun. I hesitated when he said about having my own gun. I explained to dad that I did not prefer the method of shooting the deer, even though I was willing to get all the hunting supplies plus go out into the woods with him. If he wanted to hunt that was nice with me, even though I did not want to have to shoot a deer. That was really cool with this decision, even though I assume a lot of it had to do with the fact that I was still only 12 years old.