The good old days
I saw Ben Pierson at a Boy Scout Jamboree when I was 12 years old. His assistant tossed ping pong balls in front of hay bales and Ben would shoot them in mid-air. I can remember it today as if it were yesterday. That was also the year that I started driving tractor on our farm to save the expense of hired labor. When I was 14, I saw a magazine article about Ben Pierson killing a deer with a bow. That was when I decided to get a bow. Over the next couple years, I managed to save enough money to buy a real 44 pound Ben Pierson recurve bow. But immediately there was a problem. I did not know how to deer hunt. Over the few years, I got lots of practice walking through the woods shooting at toad stools, dirt mounts, or funny looking leaves. But no deer. I went to college and got married. I would practice off and on, but hunting was far from my mind. At church one day, one of the guys asked if I wanted to go scout for deer. I did not know how to scout for deer, but I wanted to go. He taught me more in one day than I had learned in 23 years. I went with him several more times before season started and I took my first deer with a recurve bow that year. I also went to an archery shop with him and saw the uglist bow that was ever made. It had cables running all over it and it weighted about 8 pounds. My recurve weighted about 2 pounds and was long and graceful. How things change.