Why do I hunt? I hunt because the best times of my life have been spent hunting with some of my family and friends who mean the most to me, and the memories are deeply treasured by me to this day. As a young boy, I was taken hunting by my 2 best friends at the time, my dad and my beagle "King". I would look so forward to going out rabbit hunting with dad and King. We shared our love of the outdoors together and it brought us closer together. As I was growing up, other kids around me were getting into drugs, and I got into hunting. I loved my dad dearly and grew to respect and honor him. As I grew into a man, I continued to share great times hunting with dad. Dad passed away some 15 yrs. ago and I truly miss our days together. The last photo I have of dad was taken when we were out deer hunting 2 weeks before he died. At that time, I had a 2 year old son named Chuckie. When Chuckie became a young boy, I took him rabbit hunting with me and my beagle "Tucker". Chuckie fell in love with hunting as I had as a young boy, and we have grown together. Chuckie is now 17 and is approaching manhood. We too share our love of the outdoors and our love of each other. We too look so forward to spending time hunting together. If I had to ask myself why do I hunt, I would pull out my photo album of past hunting trips and would look again at the photos. I would see some happy photos of a dad and his young boy growing up, and hunting together. As I went through the album I would see some happy photos of another dad and his young boy growing up, and hunting together. You see, in the early photos I am the young boy, and in the later photos, I am the dad. I treasure these times dearly. This is why I hunt.