This is a story that is near and dear to my heart. It involves my middle son, Spencer, and my youngest grandson, Connor.
I raised both of these kids to love the outdoors and love deer hunting. Spencer is now 36 and Connor is 12.
They have obviously known each other since Connor’s birth, but had never hunted together.
Spencer lucked into marrying a beautiful young lady whose family just happens to have some prime hunting land in West Central Illinois.
He was patient for a couple of years and finally got his first invitation to deer camp.
