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I remember that game vividly. I was a sophomore at LSU but was home that weekend for some reason. Killed a nice buck that morning and then watched the game…….thought that it was an all around lucky day until the miss. I went out and laid down in my parents side yard in despondency.

Gracias!

At a wedding reception. Give a dang score every now and again.

I hate to hear this. I always enjoyed seeing Bob…..I remember printing out a Dandy Don daily report that mentioned Rob back when Rob was an up and coming recruit at Neville and delivering it to Bob at his camera store. Bob was appreciative and mentioned this incident several times over the years. I would always seem to run into Bob at those now long ago bowl games. He was always ready to talk LSU football and provide a detailed report on Rob’s latest developments in his football life. RIP Tiger friend!

I have 3 children…..took each to their first game at approximately 18 mos old…still in diapers at the time because I changed each in TS. The oldest attended a non-conference game in October of ‘01, middle child attended the ‘03 season opener against ULM, and youngest attended Arky late season ‘05. Had no problems and they took it all in with amazement. They all 3 grew up going to Tiger games of all sports and 2 of the 3 were in Omaha this year independently of me and their mother (we were there also). They don’t remember being in Tiger Stadium at 18 months, but they know that they were there and I think that, as Tiger fans, they appreciate that their idiot father took them. They all 3 will graduate from LSU and two of them will eventually have multiple degrees from our common alma mater.

Amazing how many have this dream. I still have it a few times per year. When I was a kid, I had a variation of the dream…..I would dream that I was getting off the school bus as a grade schooler and being horrified to realize that I was either totally naked or had forgotten to put on my pants or something. In dream, I would be searching for clothes/cover.

Another dream that I have periodically is that I’m in a speeding vehicle flying down the highway…..then I realize that I am supposed to be driving but I am in the back seat. In dream, I try to get back behind the wheel.

Stress dreams! Hate them.

South Morehouse Parish....50ish and partly cloudy light northerly breeze. 35 Whelan in box on farm field adjacent to hardwoods. Left work early for stand...got on stand a little later than I like at 3:30. 3 doe on treeline. Slow for now.

Yes....Holt Collier was a slave that followed his master to war and ultimately fought as a combat soldier for a Ninth Texas Calvary unit operating in the Mississippi Delta. See his well-written biography “Holt Collier” by Minor Buchanan.

I go through a lot of batteries with deer cameras etc. Save the old batteries in a small plastic bucket in a carport closet. When the bucket fills up, I take the batteries for recycling at the Battery and Bulbs store 3 blocks from where I work. Not a tree hugger at all, but I recycle a bunch of stuff.

Prayers sent for the young man and his family.

Petoskey’s in Monticello, LA on the east bank of Bayou Macon is the best that I have come across. Forty-five minute drive from my hunting grounds but worth it. I never processed the hogs that I killed before being introduced to Petoskey’s product. Now I process 3 or 4 per year and my previously non-game eating bride reminds me when it’s time to kill another for the freezer. The deer burritos and specialty products are very good and wildly popular. I know of a hunter that killed a big doe and processed it 100% into burritos.