Hunter face
Yep, that's a dead deer. Yep, that's me sometime in the early to mid-90s. This is a terrible photograph. It was night, so the flash created some monstrous shadows. I didn't try to fix this photo. My mom most likely took this photo, as my head is nearly cut off. If you think this photo is bad, the rest of this event are worse. I don't know if my mom would have done any better with the camera in my hand. I don't have a record of it being used. And, well, it's a bit of a crime scene. But at least I got to do my hunter face! Grr! Tough guy. Why am I posting a photo of me with a dead deer? Well, he's a beaut, for one thing. He's not the biggest deer I've gotten over the years, but he sure is pretty. That's a corn-fed Nebraska deer. It looks like a whitetail. Those were the days. All you had to do was sit on the corner of a cornfield at daybreak or at day's end and these guys are either leaving or descending to feed. Deer are crepuscular, whic...