Hunting has been big on both sides of my family. Both my grandfathers and 1 grandmother hunted. My uncle on one side hunts as does my father and his brother. Several of my cousins hunt as well. As far as me, I started "hunting" when I was young (10 or so). I would accompany my father when deer hunting. Funny thing is he never got anything when I ws with him until i was ~15, but I still loved it. When I wasn't with him, I would wait anxiously for him to come home to see if he had gotten anything. My proudest day was whne I was hunting by myself on Thanksgiving am and shot a doe (very small doe and 1st deer), but I was beaming when my dad showed up later that day and he saw the deer hanging on the pole. Fun times.