It was a Tuesday morning mid December just Gator and I going out to arguably one of the prettiest places in all of Mississippi to hunt amongst the flooded cypress trees, and I just recall how still and quiet that morning was. Birds were flying but I was just so content finding peace out there. I remember looking back at Gator and seeing him enjoy the moment as much as I was.
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