The small-town food stand where memories were made
As an avid hunter, I absolutely love introducing a newcomer to the sport of hunting.
When accompanying a new hunter I always try to stress that hunting isn’t all about the harvest, rather it’s about the memories you make while with family and friends, enjoying the great outdoors and those little things that make this special time of year so enjoyable. 
Being born and raised in a small town in southern Missouri I was very fortunate in being able to follow along behind my dad, learning as we go. Some of my best memories about deer season, were NOT made in the woods.
They were made around the campfires the night before opening day of season, or at the local check-in stations where we shared stories with all the successful hunters, and of course around the house with all of my family members who enjoyed hunting as well.
As a kid growing up in the small town of Birch Tree, Mo., there was one place that sticks out in my mind that defines exactly what I describe as memories being made.
While riding around with my dad in the late mornings after our hunt had ended, we would always have to go to a place several miles out of town on a dirt road just south of Birch Tree named Buck Snort.
