Graybeard Outdoors

The PTA Hunt

Chapter 1...Landfall

September, 1970. Our unit had been pulled out of Vietnam by Presidential decree. The war was
still not over and, so, many of us felt that to leave before the job was done was, in a word, simply
the wrong thing to do. But Marines follow orders and so we found ourselves arriving on the island
of Oahu in the state of Hawaii.

Many of us had never been to Hawaii. And, except for a short 6-hour stopover 9 months earlier to

Rudy’s First Handgun Deer

The Kill:

THE GREAT JAWGA DEER HUNT

Well folks, here is the long awaited "true" story of the Great Georgia Gun Hunt (so named by JR).

The Great Georgia Gun Hunt.....
By: The Junglerat

Saturday, October 23rd, 1999: Departed Greensboro, North Carolina in "Blackie", my wife’s 1993

Ford Ranger XLT extended cab 4x4 with two spare 'cans' of gas and two spare 'cans' of potable

water.

The trip to south Georgia was expected to take 8 hours and some change, depending on pit

stops, etc.

All was going according to plan until leaving I-85 in Georgia, a little south of Atlanta and taking up

I-185.

Rick's Version Of the GGGH

By: Rick Brown

Folks,
I've put this off long enough, now is the time that the Truth Comes out. It was really an
Experiment, GB and JR were the fellows that , I got to try this on. I work for Ga. Tech and
Experimentation is what I do for a living, (just not on People).
I had an idea a while back that the Internet is a great place to find people of the same ilk , and
get into some good discussions about common interests. But what if some of the Experts were
put to the Test? Would they take the challenge, Hunt in a place and a way that was very

History of Thanksgiving

The celebration we now popularly regard as the "First Thanksgiving"
was the Pilgrims' three-day feast celebrated in early November of 1621
(although a day of thanks in America was observed in Virginia at Cape
Henry in 1607). The first Thanksgiving to God in the Calvinist
tradition in Plymouth Colony was actually celebrated during the summer
of 1623, when the colonists declared a Thanksgiving holiday after
their crops were saved by much-needed rainfall.

The Pilgrims left Plymouth, England, on September 6, 1620, sailing for

Ok please be kind. I am not a writer. I am going out on a limb by even posting this. It is essentially a window to my life. Ann is my grandmother. She is the strongest woman I know. I am writing her story to draw from her strength. I am dealing with some issues and it helps to put them into words. This story is mostly real. There is some fiction but only to serve the purpose to fill in the gaps of what I have been told. Someone out there needs to read this. I'm not sure who, but it was laid on my conscious to post this against my better judgment. I hope it helps.

I've never had a blog before... for as much time as I spend on the web, you'd think I'd have a clue about this stuff. TOTALLY LOST I TELL YA! This is gonna take some work!