SshinneryOak,
seems like your father in law was a great man, sorry to hear about your lost... but I'm glad you pick up a bow again...
i never grew up hunting my own father and his father were not hunters.... sooo i never hunted when i was a kid other than birds and squirrels with stick bows that i made myself..
my mothers side of the family are all hunters but because my father was not i was never allowed to go hunting with my uncles and cousins... later in life after serving 8yrs Marine Corps.. desert and all.. i was able to go on my first hunt with my uncles and cousins...
and i was still raged on for not being able to hunt while i was growing up by the family... but i gained there respect at the range when i they saw my shooting abilities with a rifle and because of my military training i felt right at home in the woods...
but the reason i speak of this is because even though your loss you must also look at the bright side! and that is you were blessed with all those yrs of hunting with your family when others could only dream of that opportunity...
and I'm glad to hear that you and your family is going to keep the tradition alive... because i feel that it is important to do soo.. especially with the younger generations of your family... and I'm sure when y'all are out there your father in law will be with your in spirit and memerose and stories' god how i love those hunting stories! never seem to get old
i mean i don't know you, or your family or anything like that, but i would imagine it would be the same as any other, for the most part... and sometimes hunting with friends and family isn't even about the hunt so much as it is about the Comoriarty of being out with friends and family and away from everything else...
OK OK.. i know i can go on for ever typing and a pick'n on this letter board...lol... soo
I'm just glad that you back... even though you were here before me...
and I'm glad your bow is back in you hands...